OF
I HAVE OFTEN TOLD YOU STORIES ABOUT THE WAY
I LIVED THE LIFE OF A DRIFTER, WAITING FOR THE DAY
WHEN I TAKE YOUR HAND AND SING YOUR SONGS
THEN MAYBE YOU WOULD SAY
COME LAY WITH ME AND LOVE ME AND I WOULD SURLY STAY
BUT I FEEL I*M GROWING OLDER
AND THE SONGS THAT I HAVE SUNG
IN
LIKE THE SOUND OF A WINDMILL GOING ROUND
I GUESS I*LL ALWAYS BE A SOLDIER OF FORTUNE
MANY TIMES I*VE BEEN A TRAVELER WHO LOOKED FOR SOMETHING NEW
IN DAYS OF OLD WHEN NIGHTS WERE COLD I WANDERED WITHOUT YOU
THOSE DAYS I THOUGHT MY EYES HAVE SEEN YOU STANDING NEAR
*THOUGH BLINDNESS IS CONFUSING IT SHOWS THAT YOU*RE NOT HERE
AND I FEEL I*M GROWING OLDER
AND THE SONGS THAT I HAVE SUNG
IN
LIKE THE SOUND OF A WINDMILL GOING ROUND
I GUESS I*LL ALWAYS BE A SOLDIER OF FORTUNE
I CAN HEAR THE SOUND OF A WINDMILL GOING ROUND
I GUESS I*LL ALWAYS BE A SOLDIER OF FORTUNE
I GUESS I*LL ALWAYS BE A SOLDIER OF FORTUNE
With Love From MACEDONIA :)