Faraway

Well here I am again In a foreign town where I know no one On another continent Well it's four o'clock and I'm with someone That I haven't met before But I don't feel like I should leave Well I might not find the door Anyway the miracle's stirring me So play on let 'em play for me Just drag that bow across the string So play on let 'em all night long Oh I love to hear our gypsies songs Away, away, oh I'm far away from home Away, away, and the wonder lingers on Postcards, stamps, and songs And bottles spilled on letters long The wind through my own hair At Normandy where I wish you were Markets strange and surreal Where black eyes flash from corners dark The Young ones poor and infirm They lift their hands to your own heart Well I've seen this before Old ones come to pass With empty eyes bed where there's grass Skites with steel knuckles and knives Waiting for a thrity franc paradise Away, away, oh I'm far away from home Away, away, and the wonder lingers on Vodka warm and sharp Just like what I might drink with you In a glass on an empty bar Quite similar to where I would sit with you And the bar maid smiles at me And she asks to go and I agree Into a Spanish night Into something that I've never seen