Someone who'd make my life an adventurous dream
Oh oh what wouldn't I give for someone who'd take my life
And make it seem gay as they say it ought to be
Oh why can't I have love like that brought to me
My eye is watching the noon crowds
Searching the promenades
Seeking a clue to the one who will someday be my
Something to live for something to live for
Something to live for
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