There'll be no moon tonight And the stars won' t light the sky There are women on the streets But there's no loving in their eyes Feeling weary, tired and wishing I was standing in your doorway now
There'll be dancing flames Something better cooking slow, perfume heavy And all the lanterns turned down low Oh that lucky, oh that lucky man Who is standing in your doorway now
I'm a wandering man, you'll never tie me down Lifelong sailor, but how I wish I was homeward bound At this moment, tired and wishing I was standing at your doorway nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
