[ Featuring Maynard Ferguson ]
Lonely wind cries out my name
Sad owls haunted music in the rain
It's born of grief and born of woe
But I hear it call out and I got to go
Where can I be headed for
The blues crawled in my door
To lick my heart once more
Love lives in a lonely land
Where there's no helping hand to understand
Why does it bring this ache to me
Why, does it matter why
I only know misery
Has to be, part of me
Never hope to count on love
To be a partner of that heaven up above
Never hope to understand
Love is a barren land
A lonely land
