You don’t know where I’m from
You don’t know when I’ll come
You don’t know much, do you ?
Well, neither do I

When I come late in your sleep
Bringing dreams and smells from my trip
I take a shower, though I know I don’t have to
It’s a very little thing, I do for you
You don’t ask for much, do you ?
Well, neither do I

When I lay my hairy chin on your avocado skin
Sometimes you turn to me
But you don’t need to see
And when I feel like
Spending one more day
On german streets, far away
You don’t care that much, do you ?
Well, neither do I