I'm walking up and down this big old street I smile at every other face I meet I know I'll never stop these wanderin' feet From leaving the ones I love the most The only thing that lodges in my heart Is the hurt from which some day I know I'll part In the happiness reluctantly I start To leave the ones I love the most I don't know why this soul must walk alone I long for someone dear to call my own I think of all the fleeting joy I've known Before leaving the ones I love the most Each morning boasts the lonely sun on high The sunrise cracks then paints the sleeping sky I wait with tears of joy and wonder why I leave the ones I love the most