i have often told you stories about the way i lived the life of a drifter waiting for the day when i d take your hand and sing you songs then maybe you would say come lay with me love me and i would surely stay but i feel i m growing older and the songs that i have sung echo in the distance like the sound of a windmill goin round i guess i ll always be a soldier of fortune many times i ve been a traveller i looked for something new in days of old when nights were cold i wandered without you but those days i thougt my eyes had seen you standing near though blindness is confusing it shows that you re not here now i feel i m growing older and the songs that i have sung echo in the distance like the sound of a windmill goin round i guess i ll always be a soldier of fortune yes i can hear the sound of a windmill goin round i guess i ll always be a soldier of fortune