VERTICAL HORIZON - Japan
I saw a young man by a telephone
He was sitting alone in the rain
I said, "Hey, young man what you doing here?"
He said, "Sir, I'm going insane"
See I love an American beauty
But nobody here understands
So he looked to the sky with resentment in his eyes
And said, "Lord, why am I in Japan?"
Lord why am I in Japan?
He told me a story about yesterday
How he walked in the search of a friend
But nobody came to his rescue