Better the man who stands alone
I'm the man who likes to roam
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Better the man who learns to trust
I'm the man who burns and turns to dust, before he...

Better the man who comes to surf
I'm the man who's kingdom is of this surf

Better the man who seeks the truth
For I'm the man who's tryls are know to few

A solitary man all that I am
Waiting for love to warm my hands
A solitary man all that I am
Waiting for love to warm my hands

A solitary man all that I am
Waiting for love to warm my hands
A solitary man all that I am
Waiting for love to warm my hands