History

I wander lonely streets Behind where the old Thames does flow And in every face I meet Reminds me of what I have run from In every man, in every hand In every kiss you understand That living is for other men I hope you too will understand I've got to tell you my tale Of how I loved and how I failed I hope you understand Oh 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 it's you and me, we're history There ain't 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 it's true Living with me is 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 I'm thinking about history and I'm living for history And I think you know about me, 'cause I am And one and one is two but three is company When you're thinking about the things you do And you're thinking about the things you do I want to tell you my tale How I fell in love and jumped out on my bail Do you understand There's more in a smile than in a hand In every sky, in every kiss There's one thing that you might have missed Why am I going to A place that now belongs to you But you were weak and so am I Let's pick it up, let's even try To live today, so why not smile Don't 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 ain't made it's filled full of hope I've got a skin full of dope, I've got a skin full of dope But the bed ain't made it's filled full of hope I've got a skin full of dope