Go on, go on, lonely soul To St. Petersburg You are looking for home Away from home Away from home Pack your bags Don't forget Your blue sweater on the plane You'll never find the same one again Rest your head on the space Of your shoulders I know your heart is lost And all the words, they don't make sense Your fingers crossed Hoping you're a better man tomorrow So you walk along But don't be afraid to wander Try to get back that wonder that you lost And when you're done I'll be waiting Sail on, sail on, lonely soul Down to Portugal You are looking for space To breathe your air To breathe in Call the ports He's on his way He's just running late Bag's a little bit overweight so he let it go Rest your head on the space Of your shoulders I recognize your kind I've met someone like you before You're stuck in time Hoping you're a better man tomorrow So you walk along But don't be afraid to wander Try to get back that wonder that you lost And when you're done I'll be waiting Rest your head Rest your head On the nook of my neck