Too Many Things In Too Many Places

I want too many things in too many places
I want a comfortable home that I’m always away from
I want the Williamsburg Bridge
I want the tower of London
I just want to come home but there’s so much to run from
And every time I’m hangin' on the end of your phone line
I think of all the fun we had and smile
I wear your love ‘round my neck and your heart on my sleeve
But I won’t take you down with me
I want people to know me
I just want to be lonely
I want to play this guitar 'till the day my heart fails me
I want the valley I came from
I want the mountains of Germany
I want Canadian winter
I want you there to warm me
And every time I’m flying into Sydney at night
I think about your pretty face and smile
I want my friends ‘round the world to be happy and healthy
I want my tambourine heart to stop shaking inside me
I want a kelpy named «Colin»
I want a twelve year old whiskey
And I want you to remember that I’ll love you eternally