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Looking out at the heads of the people
Looking out from a window so high
Lost the shape and time of things
Its all a river just floating by
I guess I earned a raft that couldnt sink
Guess I learned about the missing link
??? would forget to think
You are alone theres nobody to see
Swinging the blues is what ought to be
You are all alone theres nobody to see
Singing the blues is what ought to be
Walking the streets
And kicking your heels
Loving the way the sidewalk feels
Theres a man in his forties passing you by
Theres a lady in lace catches my eye
Theres a melody in 3/4ths time
Theres a rhythm here and its 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