It's a
lonely man who wanders all around.
It's a
lonely man who roams from town to town.
Searchin', always searchin' for something he can't find.
Hopin', always hopin' that some day fate will be kind.
It's a
lonely man who travels all alone...
When he has no one that he can call his
own.

No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario