One day I shall be home One day I walk in flowers One day I walk on stones Today I walk in hours Oh I have been a beggar And shall be one again And few the ones with help to lend Within the world of men I have sat on the street corner And watched the

No angel of mercy Is gonna hear my call (oh no) To dry the tears that shall not fall I woke alone today For all the birds have flown Inside this empty house Which no longer feels like home Admidst life's killing fields of war This door of memories

The man I love Maybe I shall meet him Sunday Maybe Monday, maybe not Still I'm sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day He'll build a little home From which I'll never roam Who would, would you And so all else above