Sometimes I feel
That I need to move on
So I pack a bag
And move on
Move on

Well I might take a train
Or sail at dawn
Might take a girl
When I move on
When I move on

Somewhere, someone´s calling me
When the chips are down
I´m just a travelling man
Maybe it´s just a trick of the mind, but
Somewhere there´s a morning sky
Bluer than her eyes
Somewhere there´s an ocean
Innocent and wild

Africa is sleepy people
Russia has its horsemen
Spent some nights in old Kyoto
Sleeping on the matted ground
Cyprus is my island
When the going´s rough
I would love to find you
Somewhere in a place like that

Somewhere, someone´s calling me
When the chips are down
I stumble like a blind man
Can´t forget you
Can´t forget you

Feeling like a shadow
Drifting like a leaf
I stumble like a blind man
Can´t forget you
Can´t forget you

Can´t forget you
Can´t forget you