freedom has its ups and downs
walk the streets of lonesome town
try to find some company
somebody who will talk to me
well I`m here all alone
a wind blows home
we`ll find it someday
there`s no reason to cry
for days gone by
oh, karla, we can make it if we try
hurricanes and cadillacs
they run you down and don`t look back
oh where can my salvation be
a tender touch to comfort me
but I`m here all alone...
no matter how the wind may blow
you belong to me
like the mountains to the sky
and you know when I close my eyes
you`re the one I see
oh, karla, we can make it if we try
old man river`s on the rise
wash the circles from my eyes
hurricane is on its way
you can call it karla
karla with a K