WALKING ALONE
L. Escudero - L. Missir - Holt, 1963

Walking alone at night wondering how you are

Hoping that you are still thinking of me

Counting the stars at night, counting the days you're gone

Knowing inside just why it had to be

Just like a ship that passed into the lonely night

You are here and then you were gone

Deep down inside you know that you'll come back to me

But you had to go, yes you had to know

And I'm waiting, walking alone

Just like a ship that passed into the lonely night

You are here and then you were gone

Deep down inside you know that you'll come back to me

But you had to go, yes you had to know

And I'm waiting, walking alone

And I'm lonely walking alone