Saint Of Circumstance

This must be heaven
Tonight I crossed the line
You must be the angel
I thought I might never find
Was it you I heard singing
Oh while I was chasing dreams
Driven by the wind
Like the dust that blows around
And the rain fallin' down

But I never know
Sure don't know
I never know, never know
Sure don't know

This must be heaven
'Cause here's where the rainbow ends
And at last it's the real thing
Or close enough to pretend

When that wind blows
Wind blows
And the night starts to fall
I can hear the sirens call
It's a certain sort of sound
And the rain fallin' down
Rain fallin' down

Holes in what's left of my reason
Holes in the knees of my blues
Odds against me been increasing
But I'll pull through

Never could read no road-map
Now I don't know what the weather might do
Hear that witch wind whining
See that dog star shining
I got a feelin' there's no time to lose
No time to lose

I never know
Sure don't know
I will never know, no, no
Sure don't know

Well it's been heaven
Even rainbow's will end
Now my sails are filling
The wind so willing
And I'm good as gone again
I'm still walkin'
So I'm sure that I can dance
Just a saint of circumstance
Just a tiger in a trance
And the rain fallin' down
Rain falling down
Rain falling down

Well I never know
Just don't know
Just don't know
Sure don't know what I'm goin' for
Sure don't know
But I'm gonna go for it for sure
Yeah for sure, yeah for sure
Sure don't know what I'm goin' for
Just don't never know, never never know
But I'm gonna go for it for sure
No no no, that's for sure, yeah for sure
Sure don't know what I'm goin' for
Just don't never never know, no no
But I'm gonna go for it for sure
That's for sure
Sure don't know what I'm goin' for
Yeah maybe going on a dream, going on a dream now
But I'm gonna go for it for sure
Maybe going on a feeling, maybe going on a feeling
Maybe going on a feeling

1. Bob sang numerous variations to the lines of this song:

This must be heaven
Last station on the line

Oh when I was chasing dreams
Driven on the wind

Got to be heaven
'Cause here's where the rainbow ends
And if this ain't the real thing
Well it's close enough to pretend

When that wind blows
And the night's about to fall

Now my sails are filling
The wind is willing

You must be an angel
What else could be so fine?

Sure feels like the real thing
If it ain't we just pretend

Top of the mountain you can see far and wide
Still can't see the mountain's other side