Said nothing of value
At one point, I thought I could hear voices
I lived in New York and Paris
You know, you didn't call ahead on this
You wanted that more than anything
That goes far all cases, when I was done
You wanted that more than anything
Said nothing of value
The travel-size toothpaste tube
The bathrooms in old hotel rooms
Well, can we leave for a moment
There's got to be a someplace around
You wanted that more than anything
That goes far all cases, when I was done
You wanted that more than anything
Said nothing of value
The first two stops were dead ends
I wanted to order room service
And then lie in a comfortable bed
It took me an hour to fall asleep
Maybe made you nervous
If someday someone comes along
I fumbled with the cap
And finally managed to open up
So let's not start this now
Monday morning and I'll buy the coffe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem