Hotels aren’t so bad.
I’m lost in this taxi,
and all I really wanted was for it to take me to the familiar. Stuck in this traffic though, and my white wine is getting older.
Now i’m stuck at these airports,
My flights are delayed. I just wanted to see the foreign places. Guess i’ll never see Rome, or Tokyo.
Now i’m lost in memories,
my wine glass is half empty, and these cigarettes seem to last longer than these friends do. I’m feeling nostalgic. I’d ask for directions, but I don’t know where home is.