There was a man of confused and sad nature
   Thought no one loved him that was not true
   He said he was a lost soul didn't fit in anywhere
   Didn't know where to turn or who to turn to
  
   There's a lost soul coming down the road
   Somewhere between two worlds
   With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips
   We'll row the boat to the far shore
   Row the boat of the loved lost soul
  
   Ever since oh I can remember
   We all tried to ease the pain
   Took him in when he needed some shelter
   Tried to make him feel he was one of us again
   There was one day oh I can remember
   He sat alone with a pencil in his hand
   All day long he drew careful on the paper
   In the end just a picture of a man
  
   Of the lost soul coming down the road
   Somewhere between two worlds
   With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips
   We'll row the boat to the far shore
   Row the boat of love lost soul
  
   Oh dear Mary do you remember
   The day we went walking downtown
   As I recall it was in early December
   After school had just let out
   When I see you on the street in the twilight
   I may tip my hat and keep my head down
   You show me love but maybe I don't deserve it
   I've been called but not been found
  
   There's a lost soul coming down the road
   Somewhere between two worlds
   With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips
   We'll row the boat to the far shore
   Row the boat of the loved lost soul