But I'm bidin' my time,. Cause that's the kinda guy I'm. While other folks grow dizzy. I keep busy. Bidin' my time.. . Next year, next year,. Somethin's bound to happen,.
They're writing songs of love, but not for me. A lucky star's above, but not for me. With love to lead the way. I found more clouds are gray. Than any rainy day, could guarantee.