Move On
Sometimes I feel that I need to move onSo I pack a bag and move onWell I might take a train or sail at dawnMight take a girl when I move on
Somewhere, someone's calling meAnd when the chips are downI'm just a travelling manMaybe it's just a trick of the mind
And somewhere there's a morning skyBluer than her eyesSomewhere there's an oceanInnocent and wild
Africa is sleepy peopleRussia has its horsemenSpent some nights in old KyotoSleeping on the matted ground
Cyprus is my islandWhen the going's roughI would love to find youSomewhere in a place like that
Somewhere, someone's calling meWhen the chips are downI stumble like a blind manCan't forget you
Feeling like a shadowDrifting like a leafI stumble like a blind manCan't forget you