I wander lonely streets
Behind where the old Thames does flow
And in every face I meet
Reminds me of what I have run for
In every man, in every hand
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you too will understand
Ive gotta tell you my tale
Of how I loved and how I failed
I hope you understand
These feelings should not be in the man
In every child, in every eye
In every sky, above my head
I hope that I know
So come with me in bed
Because its you and me, were history
There aint nothing left to say
When I will get you alone
Maybe we could find a room
Where we could see what we should do
Maybe you know its true
Living with mes like keeping a fool
In every man, in every hand
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you know that I am me, so come on
Im thinking about history
And Im living for history
And I think you know about me
Cause I am
And one and one is two
But three is company
When youre thinking about the things you do
And youre thinking about the things you do
I wanna tell you my tale
How I failed in love and jumped out on my bail
Do you understand?
Theres more in a smile than in a hand
In every sky, in every kiss
Theres one thing that you might have missed
And why am I going to
A place that now belongs to you?
But you were weak, and so am I
Lets make it up, lets even try
To live today, so why not smile
Dont dream away your life
Cause it is mine, it is mine
Is that a crime?
Is that a crime?
This life is mine
But the bed aint made
Its filled full of hope
Ive got a skin full of dope
Oh the bed aint made
But its filled full of hope
Ive got a skin full of dope