Sky, so vast is the sky With far away clouds just wandering by Where do they go? Oh I don't know, don't know Wind that speaks to the leaves, telling Stories that no one believes Stories of love belong to you and me Oh Dindi if I only had words I would

Many rivers to cross And this loneliness won`t leave me alone It`s such a drag to be on your own My man he left me but he wouldn't say why But I can`t seem to find My way over Wandering I am lost As I travel along The white cliffs of Dover And it`s only

How quickly I forget That this is meaningless (How quickly I forget) (That this is meaningless) What have I learned from yesterday I never came home Wandering souls captured My thoughts

Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home I mistook the warnings for wisdom From

We venture through time blind, running hands against the walls Sweeping barricades red with rust Quiet this mind abandoned fields of thought Searching for meaning, wandering in opaque Closing my eyes, and let the color in Quiet this mind ignite these

Keep me satisfied I need somebody, body Their hands on my body, body You could be that somebody, body My imagination's wandering and running wild Can you hear that? My heart is racing, you keep up the pace Then I might let you stay the night Hear me

Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home I mistook the warnings for wisdom From

I'm a wandering stranger And I love you And you love me Someday we can make it together Just you and me, oh just you and me Lost all alone I'm a million miles away I know you're waiting for To come home again

All the time, all the time I think of you all the time 'Cause you cut through all the noise Bring me some hope By wandering into my mind Something to hold onto Morning, or day, or night You were the light that is blinding me You're the anchor that I tie

Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home I mistook the warnings for wisdom From