A local vision appeared at my door Shining like an open road I know that place, that road And where it all goes Still a man must cling to something Until he really knows Now I know sorrow The feeling comes and goes She tells me stories She learned on the street Savage tales of make-believe Soft brown eyes, she knows That I will not weep For sure the morning take her Then it must be so Now I know sorrow The feeling comes and goes We kiss like lovers Like leaves in the wind Woo-oo-oh Now and then, we don't pretend Though she is but a child And I'm just a friend We drift on separate oceans Let the breaker bend Now I know sorrow The feeling comes and goes Yeah, I know sorrow The feeling comes and goes Comes and goes Sha-la-ba-ba-ba-la Sha-la-ba-ba-ba-la Sha-la-ba-ba-ba-la Ba-ba-ba-la Ba-ba-ba-la Ba-ba-ba-la Ba-ba-ba-la Ba-ba-ba-la Ba-ba-ba-la