An old man on his death bed whispered to me
I feel so bad, I got a worried mind
I'm so
I has somebody
Somebody who loved me
Someone so good to me
You
We never walk we never talk
We never find the time
Well you can't be my lovin' baby, you ain't got
A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room
Your baby doesnt love you any more
Golden days before they
Well why do you treat me so mean
You're the meanest
Only the lonely
Know the way I feel tonight
Only the lonely
Know
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I
Just runnin' scared each place we go
So afraid that he
I sat there alone upon the ferris wheel
a pastel coloured
Walk on if we should meet
Walk on on down the
Hey now
You better listen to me every one of you
We
You give me the feeling of ascending.
Touching down and
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