(Rod McKuen)

Some day in some old familiar rain
Will come along and know my name
And then my shelter will be gone
And I'll have to move along.

But till I do I'll stay awhile
And track the hidden country of your smile
Some day the man I used to be
Will come along and call on me.

And then because I'm just a man
You'll find my feet are made of sand
But till that time I'll tell you lies
And chart the hidden boundrys of your eyes.

Some day the world I used to know
Will come along and let me go
Then I'll be leaving you behind
For love is just a state of mind,

But till that day I'll be your man
And love away your troubles if I can
And till that day I'll be your man
And love away your troubles if I can...