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 do understand

I've 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 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 wanna 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

And why am I going to

A place that now belongs to you?

But you are 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

Oh, the bed ain't made

But it's filled full of hope

I've got a skin full of dope