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