I took off for a weekend last month
Just to try and recall the whole year
All of the faces and all of the places
Wonderin´ where they all disappeared

I didn´t ponder the question too long
I was hungry and went out for a bite
Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum
And we wound up drinkin´ all night

It´s those changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
With all of our running and all of our cunning
If we couldn´t laugh, we would all go insane

Reading departure signs in some big airport
Reminds me of the places I´ve been
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure
Makes me want to go back again

If it suddenly ended tomorrow

I could somehow adjust to the fall
Good times and riches and son of a bitches
I´ve seen more than I can recall

These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
Through all of the islands and all of the highlands
If we couldn´t laugh we would all go insane

I think about Paris when I´m high on red wine
I wish I could jump on a plane
And so many nights I just dream of the ocean
God, I wish she was sailin´ again

Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder
So I can´t look back for too long
There´s just too much to see waiting in front of me

And I know that I just can´t go wrong

With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
With all of my running and all of my cunning
If I couldn´t laugh I just would go insane

If we couldn´t laugh we just would go insane
If we weren´t all crazy we would go insane