There was a party last night
Cigarettes and empty bottles
I better open up this window
I need some air to clear my head
Alone in these strange beds
i think that i've traveled enough
poetry and aeroplanes
and i'm tired of waiting for love
I tend to fall asleep in the fast lane
sometimes sinking low in the twilight
no more happy songs of heart break
or playing white knight misunderstood
Repeat Chorus
Another night I lie awake
in woken dreams of faith and fate
i hope my love don't come too late
alone in these strange beds
i think that i've traveled enough
poetry and aeroplanes
and i'm tired of waiting for love