Long Long کے بول

Looking out at the heads of the people Looking out from a window so high Lost the shape and time of things It's all a river just floating by I guess I earned a raft that couldn't sink Guess I learned about the missing link would forget to think You are alone there's nobody to see Swinging the blues is what ought to be You are all alone there's nobody to see Singing the blues is what ought to be Walking the streets And kicking your heels Loving the way the sidewalk feels There's a man in his forties passing you by There's a lady in lace catches my eye There's a melody in 3/4ths time There's a rhythm here and it's all mine Walking the streets Kicking heels Loving the way the sidewalk feels Holding your hand, lord I think I know Feeling my way in the river of flow