These California skies
A careful compromise
I'm warm beneath the sun
But cold because you're gone
Under silver clouds in London
Without you I'm coming undone
But whispers in the dark
Sting less when we're apart
And I sleep in train stations
You ask when I'm coming home
And I pray for your patience
I hate the thought of you all on your own
But I needed time alone
Ooo
The city lights of Paris
Pierce the midnight skies and dare us
To make capes of our sheets
And run through glowing streets
Let's get lost in New York City
And escape our realities
There's music in your hands
Thoughts I'll never understand
And we sleep in train stations
You speak tenderly
And you have no obligations
But if you choose to stay here next to me
How lucky I would be
Ooo
Ooo
Down a backroad in Wisconsin
Going 85 and wantin
To freeze time in its tracks
Say words we can't hold back