When all twelve of the Apostles try to ring me on the phone Take a message but I won´t return their call For I have no eyes to see him and I thought I lost my way
And I know I´ve lost the keys to the door
And I climbed the highest mountain and I looked down at the sea And I saw a ship a-sailing to the shore I took a passage to the East and then I journeyed to the West And I made love from Battambang to Baltimore
And I said, oh, am I running in a race I said, oh, am I getting anyplace And I said, oh, can I make it
I´m a wandering spirit Wandering spirit, yeah Wandering spirit And I´m a restless soul I was a glutton at the banquet and I spilt the finest wine
Trod the pyramids and ruins of Angkor And I kissed the Mona Lisa and had breakfast with king And I touched the nerves of nature in the raw
And I said, oh, am I running in a race I said, oh, am I getting anyplace And I said, oh, can I make it
I´m a wandering spirit Wandering spirit, yeah Wandering spirit And I´m no place to call my own
I said, oh, am I running in a race And I said, oh, am I getting anyplace And I said, oh, can I make it I can´t make it
I´m a wandering spirit Wandering spirit, yeah I´m a wandering spirit Wandering spirit, yeah I´m a wandering spirit Wandering spirit, yeah Wandering spirit Yeah, and I´m no place to call my home