From a friend who wasn’t mine I tasted friendship
From a lover I had to share I learnt love
By a beauty I didn’t have I was inspired
And from work I never did I grew tired
There’s too much second hand
Too much already here
Before I arrived

Not all those who wander are lost
From a friend who wasn’t mine I tasted friendship
From a lover I had to share I learnt love
By a beauty I didn’t have I was inspired
And from work I never did I grew tired
There’s too much second hand
Too much already here
Before I arrived