well is it such a sin to linger with the magazines?
i want a chocolate bar made with something sweet.
i want a stranger with your face,
so i followed her to this place.
it’s been so long, i’ve been around the world.

i say hello to howie, say hello to spike,
’cause the canals in camden are filled with bottles tonight.
to watch the ripples fade away,
to feel the rain upon my head,
so i could say, i’ve been around the world.

and how i wish i was in your apartment tonight
to hear the rain come down, down upon your roof,
to see your clothes beside, clothes beside your bed,
to lightly listen to your breath;
instead i’ve been, i’ve been around the world.

and how i wish i was in your bed tonight
to taste the salt upon, the salt upon your neck,
to feel your body press, pressing down on me;
instead of being, i’ve been around the world.

yeah, i’ve been around, i’ve been around the world.