Artist : Bruce Hornsby    Title : [Lost Soul]    -----------------    [There was a man of confused and sad nature    Thought no one loved him that was not true    He said he was a lost soul didn't fit in anywhere    Didn't know where to turn or who to turn to       There's a lost soul coming down the road    Somewhere between two worlds    With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips    We'll row the boat to the far shore    Row the boat of the loved lost soul       Ever since oh I can remember    We all tried to ease the pain    Took him in when he needed some shelter    Tried to make him feel he was one of us again    There was one day oh I can remember    He sat alone with a pencil in his hand    All day long he drew careful on the paper    In the end just a picture of a man       Of the lost soul coming down the road    Somewhere between two worlds    With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips    We'll row the boat to the far shore    Row the boat of love lost soul       Oh dear Mary do you remember    The day we went walking downtown    As I recall it was in early December    After school had just let out    When I see you on the street in the twilight    I may tip my hat and keep my head down    You show me love but maybe I don't deserve it    I've been called but not been found       There's a lost soul coming down the road    Somewhere between two worlds    With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips    We'll row the boat to the far shore    Row the boat of the loved lost soul    ]