I was woken by the winter sun out this window There's a frost on the road that i'll be traveling I'll be takin' a bus to a plane To fly me from this place I must be leaving
More or less i want more i guess We all don't and we do our best It's time for me to be moving on Take me home Where i belong
I left home early vowing never to return and waved goodbye To unfamiliar places with unknown faces there go i I'm takin' a bus to a plane To fly me from this place I must be leaving
To the strangers i already know For the summer and for the snow That i never have to be alone at night I know what that's like
Tonight i woke from sleeping with an emptiness inside After all this living i feel like something's died
