Soildeir of fortune

       I have often told the stories about the way 
       I live a life of a drifter, waiting for a day 
       When I take your hand and sing a song 
       Then maybe you would say 
       Come lay with me and love me 
       And I would surely stay 

       But I feel I'm growing and older 
       And the song that I've sung 
       Echo in the distance like the sound 
       Of the windmill going around 
       Guess I'd always be a soldier of fortune 

       Many times I've been the traveller 
       I've looked for something new 
       In the day of old when the nights were cold 
       I wonder without you 
       Those days I thought my eyes have seen 
       You standing near 
       Though blindness is confusing 
       It showed that you're not here 
       (repeat *) 

       I can hear the sound 
       Of the windmill going around 
       Guess I'd always be a soldier of fortune