Tied up inside the back of your mind for days
And their separate ways are all you have
Easy for some, but you find it harder to lieAnd I can see why, when it got you that way
Short for air again, I lost my line again
Always alone with no one around you to phone
There′s no place like home when it's dark outside
Short for air again, I lost my line
Not mine, I saw her, I wanted to be her
But now, how far away
The time that it takes for someone to tell you, you′re not
Or even you are, is what makes me scared
Short for air again, I lost my line
Not mine, I saw her, I wanted to be her
But now, how far
Not mine, I saw her, I wanted to be her
But now, how far (away)
