Written by Peter Goetz
Here I sit a lonely man
I don’t think you’ll ever understand
Where or why or how I live my life
If I’ll ever find my lovely bride.
Hey yeah yeah yeah
Hey yeah yeah yeah yeah
The future lies in a crystal ball
Lord, future, crystal here my call
Will life find it’s merry way?
Live to be the change the wise ones say.
Love where should we start?
Gust of wind blow through my heart.
Love, where can this go go go?
The constant rain, the swell beneath my soul.
So I look into her eyes
Read to see if she’s my kind
Of which I’ve gone and done to dread
The next morning sun she’s in my bed.
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