Lyrics:

Through the alleyways to cool off in the shadows

then into the street following the water

there's a bearded man paddling in his canoe

looks as if he has come all the way from the cayman islands



these canals, it seems, they all go in circles

places look the same, and we're the only difference

the wind is in your hair, it's covering my view

I'm holding on to you, on a bike we've hired until tomorrow



if only they could see, if only they had been here

they would understand, how someone could have chosen

to go the length I've gone, to spend just one day riding

holding on to you, I never thought it would be this clear