I Guess I Lost My Way, There

Up With The Sun. Gone With The Wind.

One Victim Lives In Tragedy, Another Victim Stops To Stare, And Still Another Walks On By Pretending Not To See

There Was This Long Lovely Dancer In A Little Club Downtown, Love To Watch Her Do Her Stuff.

Deep In My Soul, I've Been So Lonely, All Of My Hopes Fading Away. I've Longed For Love, Like Everyone Else Does, I Know I'll Keep Searching After Today.

He Wants His Home And Security, He Wants To Live Like A Sailor At Sea.