Testo Eastbound

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 (refuse to follow)
Brings itself out of the dark
It 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 darkOr New York, maybe Central Park
Tokyo, neon and flash
Or 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
Or New York, maybe Central Park
Tokyo, neon and flash
Or Berlin, baby, dressed in black

Eastbound and westbound across
This world
We go to be lost