Texty: Sky Sailing. An Airplane Carried Me To Bed. I Live Alone.

I was 22, alone with nothing to do and I couldn?t sleep
?Cause all those cold days returned with their old ways of causing
New apathy

I live alone, I live alone

She was 21, wishing she lived by the sun, the sand and the sea
So I suggested she?d move out fast and not be the last
To leave and be free

I live alone, I live alone
I live alone, I live alone

Sweet summer day
I?m so afraid
So take me away

We were 17, longing to live in between
The earth and the stars
So I suggested we?d grow up fast and not be the last
And look where we are
With no connection I saw your reflection at home
In my bedroom mirror
And I felt young again when I saw what we could?ve been
In all of those years

I live alone, I live alone
I live alone, I live alone