Was in New York
at a London airport
lights were slow in Berlin
Amsterdam was swaying
and whossh there came Marakesh
an sms from Paris
Venice was sparkling
the girl in the Warsaw grocery
who’s a salesgirl,
but I’m not Uncle Bem
hullo, hullo, hullo,
am hallucinating
yet love, my living dynamo
has got lost somewhere
I keep looking for it frantically
Can't find you anywhere, my life.
Been to the East
have gone to the West
to southern pastures
to northern barren land
on fateless roads
I keep searching for it (losing my head)
don’t know where I live
It will be in the wardrobe
in the coffee cup,
or maybe under the carpet
haven't looked behind the door yet
in a dark corner
in a public toilet
in the avenue coffee shop
on a balcony in Buda
oh, I’ll call a detective
‘cause I’m no Columbo
hullo, hullo, hullo,
am hallucinating
yet love, my living dynamo
has got lost somewhere
I keep looking for it frantically
I cannot find you anywhere, my life.
Been to the East
have gone to the West
to southern pastures
to northern barren land
on fateless roads
I keep searching for it (losing my head)
don’t know where I live