this is the port of new orleans
this is an island in a stream
this is something in between
this is a winding road, you see
and its course is out of sight
this ain't something you can fix
i'll carry you upon my shoulders
i'll be the dwarf you can step on
i'll have you here when no one else will
but then there's this point
where i want to call
the whole thing off, just change the game
and let it, let it be
but then there's you and all the things
i haven't told you yet i know
i never will
i'll carry you upon my shoulders
i'll be the dwarf you can step on
i'll have you here when no one else will
this is the port of new orleans
this is an island in a stream
this ain't something you can fix
©2006 clara luzia
