Lost Soul - Live - Fall 2005

There was a man of confused and sad nature
 Thought no one loved him, that was not true
 He said, he was a lost soul, didn't fit in anywhere
 Didn't know where to turn or who to turn to
 Oh, there's a lost soul coming down the road
 Somewhere between two worlds
 With an oar in his hand and a song on your lips
 We'll row the boat to the far shore
 Row the boat of the long lost soul
 Ever since, oh, I can remember
 We all tried to ease the pain
 Took him in when he needed some shelter
 Tried to make him feel he was one of us again
 There was one day, oh, I can remember
 He sat alone with a pencil in his hand
 All day long he drew careful on the paper
 In the end just a picture of a man
 Of the lost soul coming down the road
 Somewhere between two worlds
 With an oar in his hand and a song on your lips
 We'll row the boat to the far shore
 Row the boat of the long lost soul
 Oh, dear Mary, do you remember
 The day when we went walking downtown
 As I recall, it was in early December
 After school had just let out
 When I see you on the street in the twilight
 I may tip my hat and keep my head down
 Show me love but maybe I don't deserve it
 I've been called but not, but not found
 Oh, there's a lost soul coming down the road
 Somewhere between two worlds
 With an oar in his hand and a song on your lips
 We'll row the boat to the far shore
 Row the boat of the long lost soul