Bridges of England

Was it on the beah of Panama
Was it on the rocks
Was it on the bridges of England
When I met my own

And as long as you can find me
I will never stop
Hiding in the same old gardens
Where I prayed my lord

I wish that somebody out there can find me
I hope that somebody out there can know
That I have been looking for an answer
For years I roamed
And years I'll roam