Underground or aeroplane
Doesn't matter in the end
I know it has to be this way
You're leaving me again
So I'll write my little love song
And sing it to the wind
Youre out there on the road tonight
London, New York, Amsterdam
And I'm lonely here without you
Miss your breath against my skin
You love me then you leave me
Still I lie here pressing fingers where your kisses have been
And I miss you
And I miss you
And I miss you
I know I should be in bed
And it's almost 3am
But when I close my eyes I can only see miles of headlights
Fleshing out the distance
So I'll sing my little lonely songs
Its just part of who I am
Cause I know that its been calling to you
London, New York, Amsterdam