I was sitting and listening to the silence When a voice unto me did say You've been everywhere on sea and by air But where do you go to go away
Five years ago I did London Had a mystical fling in Bombay I've called at every port and I'm known as a sport But where do you go to go away
I've been everywhere I've wanted to go Heard all the stories they tell And though I've never been there, I'm sure I know The geography of Hell
So I'm standing here and packing up a suitcase Packing the equipment for play I'll walk out the door, I'm going once more But this time I hope not away
For there's only one thing left to do And that's have a place to go to