jobless and wandering the streets your city calls my name
through the crowds i see your eyes
shone brightly across the bar between harbors
althoguh my skin is cold and clammy
my throat is feeling warm
although my mind is sound
my hearts been torn

sometimes I lay awake in bed at ngiht dreaming of things tha tmgiht have been, places I won't be visiting for a long time and I drink another glass of wine.