East West. Over the ocean. Perpetual motion. Travelling around. No rest. Singing and playing. Night out and day in. Doing the rounds. What a great life this must seem!. Swelled joints. Everything classy. Nothing is tacky. Only the best. Lush girls. Older and dying. Sighing and crying. This is success. What a great life this must seem!. But when I hear your voice. Singing out. The Bells Of Home. Are ringing out. And I feel all alone. (And I think of my home). Cold times. A wind through the houses. The bleakness arouses. A longing to leave. Time flew. I wanted to see you. Somehow I could not do. Because of success. What a strange life this can be!. But when I hear your voice. Singing out. The Bells Of Home. Are ringing out. And I feel all alone. (And I think of my home)