walkin' down walkin' past all the houses
lookin' up and seein' the faces
putting one foot in front of the other
as I make my way to the city
As I float along I seem to be feeling
I could never be part of this city
gazing into the eyes of the locals
then I drift off into a daydream
Funny how all of our lives are entwined now
I know you and you know me now
we play along with the pretension
I can't make myself understand now
I could be in another country
I can't clear my head to think now
I must be in another country....
And I don't know this song I can't remember
but I know I sang it to you in September
and I'm sure I must have been somewhere else
and I know I spent some time over there
And I don't know this song I can't remember
but I know I sang it to you in September.