I'd like a room with a viewnHelena Bonham-Carternand Julian Sands toonnI'm tired of this housenand the people who live herenI pack my bags and decidednthere's nothing to fearnnBut this is the last yearnAnd this is the first trynAnd this is the last yearnAnd this is the last goodbyenAnd this is the last year of you and mennAnd i'd like a room with a viewnI'd like a room with a viewnI'd like a room with a viewnAs long as it's not on younnI'm thinking mexico or new zealandnIt's not the place it's the distancenthat makes the callnAnd i'm leaving a week from fridaynAnd this is all i have to saynI'll see you some timennBut this is the last yearnAnd this is the first trynAnd this is the last yearnAnd this is the last goodbyenAnd this is the last year of you and mennAnd i'd like a room with a viewnI'd like a room with a viewnI'd like a room with a viewnas long as it's not on you