I'm walking up and down this big old street
I smile at every other face I meet
I know I'll never stop these wanderin' feet
From leaving the ones I love the most
The only thing that lodges in my heart
Is the hurt from which some day I know I'll part
In the happiness reluctantly I start
To leave the ones I love the most
I don't know why this soul must walk alone
I long for someone dear to call my own
I think of all the fleeting joy I've known
Before  leaving the ones I love the most
Each morning boasts the lonely sun on high
The sunrise cracks then paints the sleeping sky
I wait with tears of joy and wonder why
I leave the ones I love the most