Well last night I couldn't sleep 
I got up and started walking 
Down to the end of my street 
And on into town 
Well I had no one to meet 
And I had no taste for talking 
Seems I'm talking my whole life 
It's time I listen now 

Well I walk past the late night boys 
With their bottles in their doorways 
And I walk past the business men 
Sleeping like babies in their cars 
And I thought to myself 
Oh, son 
You may be lost in more ways than one 
But I have a feeling that it's more fun 
Than knowing exactly where you are 

Like a stone carried on the river 
Like a boat sailing on the sea 
Well I keep on walking 
Oh, I keep on walking 
Till I fine that old love 
Or that old [bad word] to finds me 

Well I walked into the morning 
And felt that warm sunlight forming on my shoulders 
'Cause it hit with no warning 
Like a summer sky storming in my lungs 
Ain't it funny how the kids walk by 
They'll do anything to make themselves look older 
While the women spend their money 
On anything that makes them look young 

Like a stone carried on the river 
Like a boat sailing on the sea 
Oh, I keep on walking 
Well I keep on walking 
Till I fine that old love 
Or that old [bad word] to finds me 

Oh, lo, no 
Oh, whoa, whoa, no 
Oh, lo, oh 
Oh, whoa, oh 

Well I'm like a stone, oh 
And I'm carried on the river 
Like a boat sailing on the sea 
Oh, well I keep on walking 
Well I said I'll keep on walking, oh 
Till I fine that old love 
Or that old [bad word] to finds me 
Till I fine that old love 
Or that old [bad word] to finds me
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