Maybe I’ll see you again, baby   And maybe I won’t   Maybe you bought your ticket gone back to Detroit   Aeroplanes make strangers of us all   Give us distance   Much too easily      Jim says “Some destinies should not be delivered”   But you and I see now, baby, that still they are   Winning it makes losers of us all   ’Cause the dice roll   So indifferently      Well I’ll wrap myself in cities I travel   I’ll wrap myself in dreams   I’ll wrap myself in solitude   But I wish I could wrap myself   In thee      Tonight it’s hot   Without you tomorrow be cold   Winter will come along   Driven by snow   Love, it makes strangers of us all   When we fall   Oh, so thoughtlessly      Well I’ll wrap myself in cities I travel   I’ll wrap myself in dreams   I’ll wrap myself in solitude   But I wish I could wrap myself   In thee      Once we breathed the breath of sweet surrender   Pure, pure arab air filled our atmosphere   But pride it makes stars of us all   Until we fall   For everyone to see      So I’ll wrap myself in cities I travel   I’ll wrap myself in dreams   I’ll wrap myself in stranger’s arms   But I wish I could wrap myself   In thee      I’ll wrap myself in cities I travel   I’ll wrap myself in dreams   I’ll wrap myself in solitude   But I wish I could wrap myself   In thee