Symphony No. 12 "Lodger": II. Move On

Sometimes I feel

 The need to move on

 So I pack a bag

 And move on

 Move on

 Well I might take a train

 Or sail at dawn

 Or take a girl

 When I move on

 When I move on

 Somewhere someone’s calling me 

 And when the chips are down

 I’m just a travellin’ man

 Maybe it’s just a trick of the mind, but 

 Somewhere there’s a morning sky 

 Bluer than her eyes

 Somewhere there’s an ocean 

 lnnocent and wild

 Africa is sleepy people

 Russia has its horsemen

 Spent some nights in old Kyoto 

 Sleeping on the matted ground 

 Cyprus is my island

 When the going’s rough

 I would like to find you

 Somewhere in a place like that 

 Somewhere, someone’s calling me 

 And when the chips are down I stumble like a blind man 

 Can’t forget you

 Can’t forget you 

 Feeling like a shadow 

 Drifting like a leaf

 I stumble like a blind man 

 Can’t forget you

 Can’t forget you