I travel light
You won’t even notice that I'm passing through
My voice is a whisper that you hardly hear
But my perfume you remember
Do I complain?
Do I belong to anyone or anywhere?
My skin is black but so is Gigi Youngs
And Snowwhite is my mother.
Oh will I ever get to the end of my journey
All I know for sure is were all made
Made of the same flesh and blood
Just happens to be made in Europe
This Venice bed
Makes me recall a memory, I close my eyes
And Grand Canal turns into a Swedish lake
Or is it Lake Geneva?
That Danish hand
Seems to do wonders for my fantasy
I seem to recall Paris You and me
Oh that hand in Barcelona
Oh will I ever get to the end of my journey
All I know for sure is were all made
Made of the same flesh and blood
Just happens to be made in Europe
Will I ever get to the end of my journey
All I know for sure is were all made
Made of the same flesh and blood
Oh will I ever get to the end of my journey
All I know for sure is were all made
Made of the same flesh and blood
Made of the same flesh and blood
Made in Europe