It's only that I forget how to look at things

In green and yellow of the world outside 

The faces of the people in the shadows 

It's not only that I could not practice art 

And you know a man without his work's no good 

I sail the seven seas to sing about it 

This one's dark and dangerous as you know 

I sing about it as the ones before 

But the next one oh my lover will be lonely 

I'll scream your name in a tunnel 

In the alley 

I'll look for you each and every night 

I'll be a desperate man, what a man 

Who longs to love and hold and yes provide for 

And takes his lovely lady by the hand 

And leads her home for a promised land 

Who gets up in the morning mmmm 

And goes to work