Sanoja: The Magnetic Fields. Realism. Walk a Lonely Road.

When I was a little boy way out in the the wood
I had neither friend nor toy, never knew I could
When I found this lonely road off I walked for good
When I was a little boy way out in the wood

Walk a lonely road with me, I will walk with you
Half as lonely we will be when we walk as two
If the road goes straight uphill we'll admire the view
Walk a lonely road with me, I will walk with you

When I was a little girl on the lonesome plain
I had neither pal nor pearl, mostly wind and rain
One day I set out along a little winding lane
When I was a little girl on the lonesome plain

Walk a lonely road with me, I will walk with you
Half as lonely we will be when we walk as two
If the road goes straight uphill we'll admire the view
Walk a lonely road with me, I will walk with you