Lack of Better (feat. Bob Huff)

Look out your window to those rare young men

It's where you want to live

Turn it inward, turn it round again

It's all you have to give

Pen the perfect, placid lines

Time and time again

Turn it inward, turn it round again

It's all you have to give

That is the land of lost content

The happy highways where I went

That is the land of lost content

The happy highways where I went

And cannot come again

Then the shy words softly fell

In heartfelt, half-heard truths

The solitary path you chose

When there's nothing left to lose

That is the land of lost content

I see it shining plain

The happy highways where I went

And cannot come again