Go on, go on, lonely soul
To St. Petersburg
You are looking for home
Away from home
Pack your bags
Don't forget
Your blue sweater on the plane
You'll never find the same one again
Rest your head, on the space
Of your shoulders
I know your heart is lost
And all the words, they don't make sense
Your fingers crossed
Hoping you're a better man tomorrow
So you walk along
But don't afraid to wonder
Try to get back that wander that you lost
And when you're done
I'll be waiting
Sail on, sail on, lonely soul
Down to Portugal
You are looking for space
To breathe your air
To breathe in
Call the ports, he's on his way
He's just running late
Bag's a little bit over weight
So he let it go
Rest your head on the space
Of your shoulders
I recognize your kind
I've met someone like you before
You're stuck in time
Hoping you're a better man tomorrow
So you walk along
But don't afraid to wonder
Try to get back that you wander you lost
And when you're done
I'll be waiting
Rest your head, rest your head
On the nook of my neck