Karla With A K

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