Changes In Latitudes, Changes In Attitudes
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
Chorus
With these 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
Chorus/Insturmental/Chorus
I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine
I wish I could jump on a plane
So many nights I sit an dream of the ocean
God I wish I was sailin' again
Oh, yesterday's over my shoulder
I can't look back for too long
There's just too much to see waiting in front of me
And I don't think that I can go wrong
Chorus
We were all crazy we would go insane
We were all crazy we would go in - sane