Here in Cologne, I know I said it wrong, I walked you to the train, And back across alone, To my hotel room, And ordered me some food, And now I'm wondering, Why the floor has suddenly become a moving target. Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go. I will let go, If you will let go. (Four, three, two) Says here an astronaut, Put on a pair of diapers, Drove eighteen hours, To kill her boyfriend, And in my hotel room - I'm wondering, If you read that story too, And if we both might, Be having the same imaginary conversation. Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go. I will let go, If you will let go. (Four, three, two) Weightless as I close my eyes. The ceiling opens in disguise. Such a painful trip, To find out this is it, And when I go to sleep, You'll be waking up. Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go. I will let go, If you will let go. |
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