There's a moon over Bourbon Street tonight. I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight. I've no choice but to follow that call. The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all. I pray
Just a castaway. An island lost at sea. Another lonely day. With no one here but me. More loneliness. Than any man could bear. Rescue me before I fall into despair. . I'll send an sos to the w