Love to hear that evening train go by. Love to hear that evening train go by. Especially when my baby's in my mind. . Love to hear that lonesome whistle blow.
We shall walk again. All along the lane. Down the avenue. Just like we used to do. . With our heads so high. Smile at the passers by. And we'll softly sigh.
By the light of the moon. when the night holds the secrets. of the sleepy lagoon. i'm contemplating moonlight. on the water. when i'm walking with you.
Chop that wood. Carry water. What's the sound of one hand clapping. Enlightenment, don't know what it is. . Every second, every minute. It keeps changing to something different.
When too many demands have destroyed all my plans. Going down to the end of the land. If I have to drive all night just to feel all right. Going down to the end of the land.