| Even when we not on tour I’m sleeping on the floor
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| Always on the road, on the couch, or with some girl I don’t know
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| Hear myself say — I gotta go, I gotta leave, we gotta roll
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| A restless soul, mom I love you, promise I’ll give you a call
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| Once we checked out, sound checked, checked in the hotel room
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| Yeah, I know you want that same kind of perfume
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| Off course I’ll get it, get my brother on the phone
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| Tell grandma I’ll help her with that garden stuff as soon as I’m home
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| We’ll sit down and talk when I’m in Västerås
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| I don’t know when, but once I’ll get, I’ll send you my schedule for shows
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| I’ll call the booking right away, I’m going down to Jay in Malmoe
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| Meet up with the guys in Gothenburg, work on the album
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| They say, home is where you’re heart at, don’t know where to start at
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| Got loved ones all over, cross oceans and borders
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| I mean I love to travel, hate to fly, I want to go, but hate goodbyes
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| Plus it’s getting worse — Looptroop is on the rise
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| At times you’d like to press pause, no more ciaos and adios
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| But I’ll be back in bit, now I’m out, business calls
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| I gotta fly away. |
| Gotta catch the train. |
| We gotta catch the plane
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| But I really can’t complain. |
| We gotta fly away. |
| Pack my bags today
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| We gotta ride the wave. |
| See you in a couple of days
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| I’m sorry for all I’m sorrys that came too late
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| I’m sorry for the times that I went away
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| But yo, I’m still here cus my love came to stay
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| Remember that even though the weather is grey today
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| I know we had some situations and I hate to say
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| That I don’t know the answers and how to erase the pain
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| Close your eyes for the things that led us astray
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| Then open them up towards a straighter way
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| All I ever wanted was to hear you say my name
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| Capture this second we’ll forever stay the same
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| I take the blame for all my great escapes
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| There’s a high price to pay for travellin' state to state
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| I’m gone right now but you won’t wait in vain
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| I’ll be back before you know it to put the aches on layaway
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| Don’t be afraid I know we’ll remain ok
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| Till I’ll be back keep in touch through the radio waves
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| Sometimes I fly away, but don’t cry babe, cus you know I love you girl and
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| You know that you’re my world. |
| It’s just you and me, that’s the way we
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| Supposed to be
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| You flew away like you were scared that I would clip your wings
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| After five years we haven’t kicked it since
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| But straight up this ain’t no pimpin' thing:
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| You a true queen baby only fit for kings
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| Maybe I couldn’t see in the midst of things
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| Now in my chain of life you’re the missin' link
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| Just to hear your voice used to lift my chin
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| And I still feel the taste from when I kissed your skin
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| I’m looking at your picture wishing we’d click again
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| Next time I make sure to get our shit in synch
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| Next time I be your man through the thick and thin
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| I promise no more committing wicked sins
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| I buy you a house with a picket fence
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| Get you everything you could give me twins
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| No bullshit on tour never hittin' skins
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| Chasin' no groupies with chicken wings
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| Not the type to chain you between bed and kitchen sink
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| I merely praise the place where your lips begin
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| Your hips begin — I know you’re quick to think:
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| It’s pathetic, but I’d be the richest prince
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| If you once more unzip and let me sip your drink
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| Addicted to your love worse than nicotine
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| But there’s too much pain for me to dig within
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| So I’m a let the music massage my crippled limbs.
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| And just fly away, into my hideaway
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| Sometimes I lie awake and cry the night away
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| Why you had to fly away?
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| Now you miles away
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| You took my smile away
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| Why couldn’t you have stayed? |