Strange movements that seize to amaze menThe life of sadness has come to invade menOn the buses it a day off and thennAnd to the village to the local shopsnNothing ever, back to the bus stopsnLong calling hear them warningnLong calling hear them warningnnSoft simple sidesnCalling out to drivenAs he walks homenWinters left alonennI will leave you some daynI will leave you some daynnMorning papers thru the letterboxnEchoes into a empty locknAnother day and its all for nothingnAnother day and its all for nothingnLong calling hear them warningnLong calling hear them warningnnSoft simple sidesnCalling out to drivenAs he walks homenWinters left alonennThe life of sadness to invadenyour gladnessnAs he walks outnLeft in no doubtnYou foolnI will leave you some daynI will leave you some daynI will leave you some daynI will leave you some day