One day

One day I’ll end up in one of those cafe
You know the kind they have in Amsterdam
I’ll be all asking myself what I should say
These crazy thoughts in my head I’ll be damned

One day I’ll end up in one of those flea market
You know the kind they have in Kathmandu
I’ll be all asking myself what I should get
These crazy thoughts in my head I miss you

So many miles to shed from my boots
Still have to severe all remaining roots
And so my journey through deserts will continue
Until the last oasis will have quenched my thirst of you

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