Long Long

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