It's only that I forget how to look at things   In green and yellow of the world outside    The faces of the people in the shadows    It's not only that I could not practice art    And you know a man without his work's no good    I sail the seven seas to sing about it    This one's dark and dangerous as you know    I sing about it as the ones before    But the next one oh my lover will be lonely    I'll scream your name in a tunnel    In the alley    I'll look for you each and every night    I'll be a desperate man, what a man    Who longs to love and hold and yes provide for    And takes his lovely lady by the hand    And leads her home for a promised land    Who gets up in the morning mmmm    And goes to work