Therell be no moon tonight And the stars won t light the sky There are women on the streets But theres no loving in their eyes Feeling weary, tired and wishing I was standing in your doorway now Therell be dancing flames Something better cooking slow, perfume heavy And all the lanterns turned down slow Oh that lucky, oh that lucky man Whos standing in your doorway now Im a wandering man, youll never tie me down Lifelong sailor, but how I wish I was homeward bound At this moment, tired and wishing I was standing at your doorway now