I walked across
An empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth
beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh,
sympathy,
where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when
you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches on it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh, sympathy,
where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when
you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute,
why don't we go Talk about it somewhere only we know
This could be the end of everything So
why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Alright people of Mexico City, here we go!
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go, so why don't we go?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
somewhere only we know?