Move On

Sometimes I feel That I need to move on So I pack a bag And move on Move on Well I might take a train Or sail at dawn Might 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 travelling man Maybe it's just a trick of the mind And somewhere there's a morning sky Bluer than her eyes Somewhere there's an ocean Innocent 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 love 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 Can't forget you Can't forget you