These feet have walked so many miles And on so many continents, Still this heart is beating wild As yet of no great consequence But o When the rhythm is right I catch a wind and fly Far beyond these Paris nights Into another consciousness The fortune teller isn't right It's scary but it's glorious And o I know this time I'll catch a wind and fly So many miles Those days are gone! You're still alive! And after so, So many miles! I open up my weary eyes To gaze upon the firmament Again I'm under foreign skies But longing's all that's permanent And o I know this time I'll catch a wind and fly So many miles Those days are gone! You're still alive! And after so, So many miles!