From here the earth is glowing Embers of crimson and gold Like veins, the stream of lights On highways ebb and flow in the cold I'll be home soon Same destination again For now i'm losing sleep On floors against the cold I dream, i dream i never do All i have to show is fleeting Instead of falling up I'm falling down My senses are torrential From distances in the sky The roar of jets is faint The smell before it rains gets me by I'll be home soon Same destination again For now i'm losing sleep On floors against the cold (i'm falling down) I'm sorry that i'm not shorry All i wanted was a window with a view So send your letters marked return to sender I'm not afraid of life i only fear the end But i want say, no, i won't say i'm sorry I'm not sorry, i'm not
