London Thunder

I'm on the redeye flight to nowhere good

How about you?

I've been in the air for hours

Meteor showers by the pool

So one last drink for summer

Always leaving, never you

I'm back to London Thunder

The sound of sorrows in my room, yeah

And now the tables turned, it's over

And with my fingers burned, I'll start anew

And now I've come back down, I'm older

I'll look for something else to hold on to

There is no way to realign upholster skin

I take back every line

Lost my mind in San Francisco

At a worn out disco when tempers cooled

There is no water, there is no sound

Will you come around, will you come around?

There is no space, there is no time

Where do you draw the line?

And now the tables turned, it's over

And with my fingers burned, I'll start anew

And now I've come back down, I'm older

I'll look for something else to hold up to

I'm on the redeye flight to nowhere good

How about you?