go on go on lonely soul to st petersburg you are looking for 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 wonder try to get back that wander 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 over weight 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 afraid to wonder try to get back that you wander you lost and when you re done i ll be waiting rest your head rest your head on the nook of my neck1