Vagabond
Mammoth buses bustle about the streets of this town
On my bench, in this park I am struck as I'm gazing around
At the beauty of this place
All that's missing is your face
I may be melancholy but I'm not too sad
Relieved in that my madness has left me now
Where to walk to where I might find me now?
Still sad that that old magic has left me now
Where to walk to where I might find me now?
I'm just a vagabond
So nature..
Oh ye Gods of love and war
Show me something fresh and new
Open me up, so I can feel her through and through
I'm just a vagabond
And she's left me now, left me now..
Where to walk to where I might find me now?
Pray, a place of greater comfort...