Chicago XIV Lyrics - 1980
Bobby Lamm
Beware - who's that man standing by himself?
He walks the line between life and death
Pay his price and he'll do anything
Anywhere, he does not care
He'll never let you get too close to him
You see his eyes realize
The man's a soldier of fortune
He goes to places only he can tell
He just don't run; he's made his hell
You're lucky you don't have to share his fate
'Cause all he sees is decievery
He knows that every passing face he sees
Could very well be his defeat
The man's a soldier of fortune
The man's a soldier of fortune
Soldier of fortune he might, he might
Soldier of fortune, you know he'll run tonight
You know he'll run tonight
Soldier of fortune, do you like your life?
Soldier of fortune, you're on the run tonight
You're on the run tonight
He goes to bed and dreams of cloudy skies
A dream is all he needs he cries
And if the sun will shine too bright today
Closes his eyes and pretends it's great
He wonders if there will ever come a time
To leave behind those needless cries
The man's a soldier of fortune...He is real...
The man's a soldier of fortune...He is real...
When he's real...he's real...he's real...ooh...
