80 Days

Staring down from this high window
At the faces in the line
Cold from hours of waiting
How many people can you love?When you're black and blue with bruises
From collisions on the road
The friction grind of traveling
This is the never ending showAll over the world in 80 days
Head in a blur of information
What kind of a man could live this way?
I do what I can, I do okayBut right now all I want to do
Is get real if that's all right with youWoke up last night under the mountains
Driving from Zrich to Milan
I lay there listening to the echoes
Thinking of Iceland and JapanSo many smiles, so many faces
And my home so far away
I lose some of me in all these places
And I can't help the way I'm changedAll over the world in 80 days
Memories turn like magazine pages
What kind of a man could live this way?
I do what I can but I can't escape itRight now all I want to do
Is get real if that's all right with you
Right now all I want to do
Somehow be myself with youAll over the world in 80 days
Alcohol haze of information
What kind of a man could live this way?
As long as I have and stay the sameRight now all I want to do
Is get real if that's all right with youRight now all I want to do
Get real for just one night with you
Just one night with you
If that's all right with youGet real, get real
Right now, right now
Get real
Be myself with you