It's only that I forget how to look at things
In green and yellow of the world outside
The faces of the people in the shadows
It's not only that I could not practice art
And you know a man without his work's no good
I sail the seven seas to sing about it
This one's dark and dangerous as you know
I sing about it as the ones before
But the next one oh my lover will be lonely
I'll scream your name in a tunnel
In the alley
I'll look for you each and every night
I'll be a desperate man, what a man
Who longs to love and hold and yes provide for
And takes his lovely lady by the hand
And leads her home for a promised land
Who gets up in the morning mmmm
And goes to work
