Art Of Fighting - Eastbound lyrics

lying in an empty room sunlight breaking through the blinds shadows in venetian lines longing is a state of mind for home and I don't where you are, I don't where you are, I don't where you are, I don't where you are another memory that I refuse to follow brings itself out of the dark disappears just like the last another shiver from the past is gone and I don't where you are, I don't where you are, I don't where you are, I don't where you are london, pretty and dark new york, maybe central park tokyo, neon and flash berlin, baby, dressed in black eastbound and westbound across this world you go to be lost I thought I might have made it out to see you ride in on a midnight bus or on a plane against the dusk but I don't like to travel much from home and I don't where you are, I don't where you are, I don't where you are, I don't where you are London, pretty and dark new York, maybe central park Tokyo, neon and flash Berlin, baby, dressed in black eastbbound and westbound across this world we go to be lost