Intro:        Do they ask you where I am or where I’ve been? Do they ever say where is the lonely friend? Is my name whispered in your bedside prayers? Do you feel a vacant spot beside you there? Well there’s always one more path that I must walk And there’s people I should sit down with and talk And somebody might appreciate the flowers I could Bring So there’s always another song to sing (        ) Do you tell them I was wilder than the wind? Do you remember that I needed lots of friends? And at other times I’d rather be alone Where I could not be found when I was gone Well there’s always one more canyon to explore To touch the things left by those gone before At the top of the tiniest hill I can feel like I’m A king And there’s always another song to sing