Lost in the shuffle, I've drifted an' strayed
Bruised by the city, bewildered, betrayed
With a heart heavy laden with faltering strides
I have come to the bridge, to the line that divides!
What am I doing up here in a daze
As I gaze at the cold river bed?
Why do I ask myself, ";Shall I go back
when I seem to be going ahead?";
To black moonlight!
Where everything reflects your colour
Darkness that is endless.
nights that leave me friendless . . . blue!
Black moonlight!
You make the lights of Harlem duller
Just like me you're faded, jaded and degraded . . . too!
Why must you send . . .
ebony moonbeams, depressing, distressing . . .
like shadows of love that are gone?
Where will it end?
Will it spread on to the starlight, the sunlight