Baby, I took all I had, Ran to the shores Lost track of time, let it sink in the sans Travelled the highways, tripped in the heart of the land
Found myself restless one night Sipped poison and wine Dimmed every light and kissed many lips Fell asleep blameless then woke up old, drunken and missed
So I soared with the boreal wind
Bathed in the sun Shook a sensible hand of one foolish and wise I think he was ready to rise... And the more that I ran, the more I was promised the sun...