St. Petersburg

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