I wandered 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 cos I am.



And one and one is two

But three is company

When you're thinking about the things you do

When you're thinking about the things

we knew



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



Cos it is mine,

It is mine.

Is that a crime?

Is that a