The lighthouse lost it's light. On her a long time ago. She got so used to it. This long and winding road. . I'll never ever let you go. . I can't believe.
Okay now, here we go.. . Well I was walkin' down the street just the other day,. Mindin' my own business I say.. I saw a bloke standing on the side of the street.
Watch the children sing, but not to be singers. And so hopeful, they still are believers. There's so much to do or say without repeating. And a sad story hoped she would keep reading.
Off the coast of Africa,. Bound for South America,. A world away from here. Is a ship that sails the sea,. Is a man who's just like me. And I wish that I was there..