Well last night I couldn't sleep |
I got up and started walking |
Down to the end of my street |
And on into town |
Well I had no one to meet |
And I had no taste |
For talking |
Seems I'm talking my whole life |
It's time I listen now |
Well I walk past the |
Late night boys |
With their bottles in their |
Doorways |
And I walk past the business men |
Sleeping like babies |
In their cars |
And I thought to myself oh, son |
You may be lost in more ways |
Than one |
But I have a feeling that |
It's more fun |
Than knowing exactly where you are |
Like a stone carried on the river |
Like a boat sailing on the sea |
Well I keep on walking |
Oh, I keep on walking |
'Til I find that old love |
For that old love, |
Comes to find me |
Well I walked into the morning |
And felt that warm sunlight |
Forming on my shoulders |
'Cause it hit with no warning |
Like a summer sky storming |
In my lungs |
Ain't it funny how the kids walk by |
They'll do anything to make |
Themselves look older |
While the women spend their money |
On anything that makes them |
Look young |
Bridge: |
x2 |
Like a stone carried on the river |
Like a boat sailing on the sea |
Well I keep on walking |
Oh, I keep on walking |
'Til I find that old love |
For that old love, |
Comes to find me |
Oh, lo, no |
Oh, oh, oh, no |
Oh, lo, oh |
Oh, oh, oh |
Well I'm like a stone |
Carried on the river |
Like a boat sailing on the sea |
Well I keep on walking |
Oh, I keep on walking |
'Til I find that old love |
For that old love, |
Comes to find me |
'Til I find that old love |
For that old love, |
Comes to find me |