I'm perched upon a burnt bridge,

Looking for a last chance,

Singing in the wind just like a crow.

I'm a bum working on my last can,

Wondering where my life ran,

Lost it in the wind and didn't know.

Who's looking out?

Who's looking out?

Who's looking out, yeah...

Who's looking out for you now?

I'm a rose growing in an old briar,

Looking for the last liar,

Poking through the gravel and the hay...

I'm a shoe hanging on a phone wire,

A screw sticking in an old tire,

I'm something someone lost along the way...

Who's looking out?

Who's looking out for you?

Who's looking out, yeah...

Who's looking out for you now?

Who are you when the sails cut,

As it's all chewed up,

Drifting out to sea without an oar?

Out there in a life raft,

Gonna find out real fast,

Better know it then and know for sure.

Who's looking out?

Who's looking out for you?

Who's looking out, yeah...

Who's looking out for you now?

Who's looking out for you now?

Who's looking out for you?

Who's looking out, yeah...

Who's looking out for you now?...