I was hammered in vegas

lost in la

you saved me from sarah

oh, thanks, by the way

if it wasn't for london

st. johns smith square

i'd be wandering through

without you

tom was a brother

he was a friend

till he fell into money

went off the deep end

and i watched him sinking

thinking that could be me

without you i'd be wandering through

i'd be wandering through without you

bridge:

there'll come a time

when we're way past prime

and i'll look at you

and back on our days

on the porch, so amazed

that we made it through

all these years

there was tanya and gretchen

and sweet barbara ann

misty-eyed marinda

and long, blonde-haired pam

the more i remember

the more i understand

without you i'd be wandering through

i'd be wandering through without you