Falling out of some dirty train
With your bags, vinyl stickers, claim-check tag
Will they tell me where you've been
Well let's peel them off again
The desert, the tundra, man-made lake
Your postcards were real, enthusiasm was fake
Rivers and canyons, step to the rear
You mark the Majestic, "You're here"
I'm not sorry I brought you here, no way
Though you might not remember
Whispering the words "I think I'll stay"
Well my hearing's getting better
Falling out of the first cla** seat
With your bags, magnetic checkers and jet-lag
Tell me where you've been
Tell me you won't go again
I'm not sorry I brought you here, no way
Though you might not remember
Whispering the words "I think I'll stay"
But my hearing's getting better
I'm not sorry I brought you here, no way
Though you might not remember
Whispering the words "I think I'll stay"
But my hearing's getting better