History

I wander lonely streets Behind where the old Thames does flow And in every face I meet Reminds me of what I have run for In every man, in every hand In every kiss, you understand That living is for other men I hope you too will 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's 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 'Cause I am And one and one is two But three is company When you're thinking about the things you do And you're thinking about the things you do I wanna tell you my tale How I failed 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 were weak, and so am I Let's make it up, let's even try To live today, so why not smile Don't dream away your life 'Cause it is mine, it is mine Is that a crime? Is that a crime? This life is mine But the bed ain't made It's filled full of hope I've got a skin full of dope Oh the bed ain't made But it's filled full of hope I've got a skin full of dope