Someday

She looks out the cafe window Staring at the cars going thru the night Nothing in her life,for-a-long-time-has -been going right Now she's 53,concious of the chill of passing time Love is like a dream only other people seem to find

SOMEDAY,SOMEDAY,SOMEDAY A LUCKY STAR IS GONNA COME HER WAY SOMEDAY,SOMEDAY SOMEWAY,SOMEWAY,SOMEWAY THIS LONESOME SPARROW'S GONNA FLY AWAY

She stands by the riverside Lookin' at the big red sun go down Rising over some romantic city or maybe some exotic town Surely there must be something more of life than what she's seen A purpose and a place A destination to her destiny

SOMEDAY.........