Wanderin' Through The Back Roads

And The Rain Comes Rushin' Down

To Resolve Your Love

For This Man In His Twenties



Am I Right? Am I Wrong? Or Am I Just Dreaming?



Climbing Up The Backstairs

There's A Chill Wind In The Air

I Wrap Up From The Cold

Pull The Blind In The Window



Who Was Here? Was It You? Or Am I Just Dreaming?



Look At All The Lonely People

Walking Miles Around The Town

I Can See The Old Cathedral

But I Have To Play It Down



Boats Along The River

Setting Up Their Sails

And Life Carries On As Normal

Although You're Not Around



Waiting As The Bus Stop

Laughing Off The Rain

Shaking Their Umbrellas

'Till It Starts Again



Flowers In The Water

Floating Off Downstream

Paper In The Gutter

Blowing In The Breeze



Am I Right? Am I Wrong? Or Am I Just Dreaming?



Look At All The Lonely People

Walking Miles Around The Town

I Can See The Old Cathedral

But I Have To Play It Down



Boats Along The River

Setting Up Their Sails

And Life Carries On As Normal

Although You're Not Around



Waiting As The Bus Stop

Laughing Off The Rain

Shaking Their Umbrellas

'Till It Starts Again



Flowers In The Water

Floating Off Downstream

Paper In The Gutter

Blowing In The Breeze



Am I Right? Am I Wrong? Or Am I Just Dreaming?



Wanderin' Through The Back Roads

And The Rain Comes Rushin' Down

To Resolve Your Love

For This Man In His Twenties



Am I Right? Am I Wrong? Or Am I Just Dreaming?