There was a party last night, last night Cigarettes and empty bottles, empty bottles Better open up this window, this window Need some air to clear my head, clear my head
Alone in these strange beds I think that I've travelled enough Poetry and aeroplanes I am tired of waiting for love
Tend to fall asleep in the fast lane, in the fast lane Sometimes sinking low in the high life, in the high life No more happy songs of heartbreak, oh' heartbreak Or playing white knight misunderstood, misunderstood
Alone in these strange streets I think that I've walked them enough Poetry and Aeroplanes I am tired of waiting for love
Another night I lie awake In woken dreams of faith and fate Hope my love don't come too late Hope my love don't come too late
Alone in these strange beds I think that I've travelled enough Poetry and Aeroplanes I am tired of waiting for loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
