“MOVING ON”, James

“Never said I love you, hope you knew.

Now my bags are packed and my sails are tacked

And my course is marked by stars,

When the cycle ends

Will it start again?

Will we recognize old friends?

I’m on my way,

Soon be moving on my way,

Leave a little light on,

Leave a little light on,

I’m on my way,

Soon be moving on my way,

Leave a little light on,

Leave a little light on”