Lyrics
i can feel my heart growing old
wailing of wind
i can feel my heart growing old
Won t you carry me down to him soon, i believed him, and i walked away
For my true love is a man, he s a house neath the soft yellow moon
Won t you drive away all of these tears, blue caravan
He was a beautiful fiction, i can feel my heart growing old
i invented to keep out the cold
He s a house neath the soft yellow moon, i can feel my heart growing old
Blue caravan, i invented to keep out the cold
who never existed at all
He was a beautiful fiction, the highway is my great wall Blue, who never existed at all
Go where you have to for i belong to you until my dying day., blue caravan
who never existed at all
for my true love is a man
For my true love is a man, winding down to the valley of lights
Won t you carry me down to him soon, blue caravan, go where you have to for i belong to you until my dying day.
But now my blue, i can feel my heart growing old, for my true love is a man
For my true love is a man, blue caravan, he s a house neath the soft yellow moon
wailing of wind
Won t you carry me down to him soon, wailing of wind, i invented to keep out the cold
Won t you carry me down to him soon, the highway is my great wall Caravan, go where you have to for i belong to you until my dying day.
Blue caravan, won t you carry me down to him soon, won t you carry me down to him soon
Winding down to the valley of lights, won t you carry me down to him soon
Blue caravan, winding down to the valley of lights, so like a fool
blue caravan
The highway is my great wall, blue caravan
The highway is my great wall, he s a house neath the soft yellow moon, blue caravan
he was a beautiful fiction
I invented to keep out the cold, won t you drive away all of these tears
Who would hold me for ten thousand nights, he s a house neath the soft yellow moon
Blue caravan, blue caravan, blue caravan