Waking skies at sunriseEvery sunset tooSeems to be bringing meMemories of

Frank I was twenty-oneIt was a very good yearIt

be glad to stay right here with youFact is,

are the sunshine of my lifeThat's why I'll always be

lonely streets, lookin' for a signLivin' lonely dreams, life

The world's a tiny blue-green arkAfloat in darkest spaceAnd every creature

is the sky before the sun wakes upEmpty is the

is to live in solitudeFar from your tranquil altitudeSad

freeAs free as the wind blowsAs free as the

There's nothing left for me of days that used to beI

I'm not the guy who cared about loveAnd I'm not the

The sleepless nights, the daily fightsThe quick toboggan when you reach

lived our little drama, we kissed in a field

at yourself, if you had a sense of humorYou would

be around no matter how you treat me nowI'll

story is much too sad to be toldBut practically everything

When all the world is a hopeless jumbleAnd the raindrops tumble

Away in a manger, no crib for his bedThe little Lord

Bali Ha'i may call you any night, any dayIn your heart

(Thank you ladies and gentlemen. This is from the King and