Out of the Blue I come sailingThrough the years, through the yearsWhat do I do now that I’ve seenAll our hopes and all of our fears
And I’m riding a lonely highwayI’m a man from out of the blueYes I’m riding a lonely highwayI’m the man from out of the blue
I travel far yet no distanceI’m still here, always hereSo follow the call to our sensesStill there’s hope behind the fear
And I’m riding a lonely highway'Cause I'm a man from out of the blueAnd I’m riding a lonely highwayI’m a man from out of the blue…
~ Alan Parsons, “Out of the Blue”

Out of the Blue I come sailing
Through the years, through the years
What do I do now that I’ve seen
All our hopes and all of our fears

And I’m riding a lonely highway
I’m a man from out of the blue
Yes I’m riding a lonely highway
I’m the man from out of the blue

I travel far yet no distance
I’m still here, always here
So follow the call to our senses
Still there’s hope behind the fear

And I’m riding a lonely highway
'Cause I'm a man from out of the blue
And I’m riding a lonely highway
I’m a man from out of the blue…

~ Alan Parsons, “Out of the Blue

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