I hope that I can find it
The light that keeps my soul lit
The candle in the basement
I'm the poet on the pavement
She's the only one I can come to
I'm sorry that I'm so blue
Always restless in the evening
The telephone is ringing
It says that I will know soon
But I know (yes I know, I know, I know)
That it is not true
Lady of the Greenlands
Met the Russian Prince of the Nomads
He keeps a letter in his pocket
She keeps a picture in her locket
And I hope that I can find it
The light that keeps my soul lit
The candle in the basement
I'm the poet on the pavement
The phone says that I will know soon
But I know (yes I know, I know, I know)
That it is not true (mmm)
But I hope that I can find it
The light that keeps my soul lit