I’ve been traveling down this road
Looking for hope and no place to find it

I have the afternoon scope
Still looking for hope
And I think I can find it

With no place to go
With no signs of hope
I won’t give up trying

I have the night time blues
I can’t find any help
To find this 12 o’clock hope
But I’ll just keep trying

I got a few clues
To find this thing of hope
Without even trying

It was right in my face all the time
But I thought I had to buy it