Some day some old familiar rain will come along and know my name. And then my shelter will be gone and I'll have to move along. But 'till I do I'll stay awhile and track the hidden country of your smile. Some day the man I use to be will come along and call on me. And then because I'm just a man, you'll find my feet are made of sand. But 'till that time I'll tell you lies and chart the hidden boundaries of your eyes.
Some day the world I use to know will come along and bid me go. Then I'll be leaving you behind for love is just a state of mind. But 'till that day I'll be your man and love away your troubles if I can. And 'till that day I'll be your man and love away your