I feel like a crumpled old leaf Like I'm walking a dark street alone And I can't seem to find the moon And I can't seem to find my way home I feel like a napkin stained red From a bottle of wine spilled in haste I've got all the colors But I'm missing the taste Oh I'm missing the taste And I see all the people The hands holding hands And I'm stuck here just wishing That you'd be my man I'm watching the time Slip away through the sand And I'm stuck here just wishing That you'd be my man I feel like a worn photograph Like a film strip in the window hung to dry And I'm there in the pictures that you took There was love in my eyes There was love in my eyes And I see all the people The hands holding hands And I'm stuck here just wishing That you'd be my man I'm watching the time Slip away through the sand And I'm stuck here just wishing That you'd be my man