She’s a rolling, rolling stone
She’s a hundred miles from home
She’s a blackbird in the night
She is waiting to take flight

If you listen to her song
She will love you all night long
Ah, but when the morning comes
She is gone, she is gone

Alana – na na na

She is writing in her book
Come and take another look
She’s the beauty and the beast
Like the rising sun at least

She is honest with herself
And she don’t need no one else
I would help her if I can
But I am only a man

Alana – na na na

Such a big world to roam
Such a little, little soul
Such a big world to roam, alone