Standing in your doorway
There'll be no moon tonightAnd the stars won' t light the skyThere are women on the streetsBut there's no loving in their eyesFeeling weary, tired and wishingI was standing in your doorway now
There'll be dancing flamesSomething better cooking slow, perfume heavyAnd all the lanterns turned down slowOh that lucky, oh that lucky manWho's standing in your doorway now
I'm a wandering man, you'll never tie me downLifelong sailor, but how I wish I was homeward boundAt this moment, tired and wishingI was standing at your doorway now