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My thus-far untitled theme song.
I’m leaving in the morning for the ports of Barcelona
Don’t know, but it sounded nice at the time
I’ll work in the days and I’ll write in the evenings
Alone at a sidewalk cafe drinking coffee or wine
I’ll have a new name and story every day if I please
The wonderful strangers will never know me
I’ll do as I feel, there’s nobody to appease
Wander the town each night and never feel lonely, alright
Tell him not to wait up for me
I’ll be gone for a while
You know that this place’s
Never really been my style
And it might be forever
But I’ve got nothing but time
‘Cause I’m searching for something
That I might never find.
Can’t bear to tell him that nothing’s changed since I came here
Stuck in the same damn scene and nothing’s new but the cast
He’ll say that there’s nothing keeping me away but fear
Guess I always knew it wouldn’t last but did I have to fail so fast?
No sense in telling you that I’m up and leaving again
Don’t know where but that’s not the point anymore
Starting to see that it’s never been about the destination
Even when I finally make it home again to you, I won’t be so sure, no
So don’t wait up for me
I’ll be gone for a while
You know that this place’s
Never really been my style
It might be forever, love
But I’ve got nothing, nothing but time
‘Cause I’m searching for something
That I might never find.
'Maybe someday she’ll start to know
That to run from yourself is a long way to go
And the faster she runs, the faster her shadow follows, oh'
So don’t wait up for me
I’ll be gone for a while
You know that this place’s
Never really been my style
It might be forever, love
But I’ve got nothing, nothing but time
‘Cause I’m searching for something
That I might never find.
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