My heart was a lonely hunter.

'Yesterday, I had a dream.
I could fly through the sky...
Then, I woke up in a sweat.
Not dead yet, but on the ground.

I'm up in Johnson City Tennessee,
looking for the real me...
Lord, find me over Ponchatrane,
back to the land of sugar cane and summer rain...

Nevermore, shall we part.
Nevermore, shall we part.

A little girl was always told
that life was time and time was gold.
She took a little every day,
'till they went away...
And she was old.
And she cried, 'cause her gold was gone...
And she cried, 'cause she was all alone...

And I'm hunting with a lonely heart, crying...
Nevermore, shall we part.
Shall we part...

Nevermore, shall we part.
Nevermore, shall we part.

And all the those words I never said,
gently bled from my mouth.
And I am ready to embrace this place,
where I belong...
I'm afraid that I need to love...
If I don't, I'm going to fly.
And I'm calling to you in the dark!
Just a hunter with a lonely heart.
A lonely heart...

Nevermore, shall we part.
Nevermore, shall we part.'