History
I wander lonely streets
Behind where the old Thames does flow
And in every face I meet
Reminds me of what I have run from
In every man, in every hand
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you two will understand
I′ve got to tell you my tale
Of how I loved and how I failed
I hope you understand
I′ve got to tell you my tale
Of how I loved and how I failed
I hope you understand
These feelings should not be in the man
In every child, in every eye
In every sky, above my head
I hope that I know
So come with me in bed
Because it′s you and me, we′re history
There ain′t nothing left to say
When I will get you alone
Maybe we could find a room
Where we could see what we should do
Maybe you know it′s true
Living with me is like keeping a fool< In every man, in every hand
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you know that I am me so come on
I′m thinking about history
And I′m living for history
And I think you know about me
Cause I am
And one and one is two
But three is company
When you′re thinking about the things you do
And you′re thinking about the things you do
I want to tell you my tale
How I fell in love and jumped out on my bail
I hope you understand there′s more in a smile than in a hand
In every sky, in every kiss
There′s something that I might have missed
Why am I going to
A place that now belongs to you
But you were weak and so was I
Let′s pick it up, let′s even try
To live today, so why not smile
Don′t dream away your life ′Cause it is mine
Is that a crime (repeat) this life is mine
The bed ain′t made but it′s filled full of hope
I′ve got a skin full of dope
@ The Verve