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I’m in London at Heathrow
Sticking dollars in a payphone
Head is spinning from the minibar
I’m trying to think just where I parked my car

I’m in London at Heathrow
Sticking dollars in a payphone
Head is spinning from the minibar
I’m trying to think, I’m trying to think

And we’ve made plans to see L.A
For the sunset strip and down to east Santa Fe
And I’ve seen Paris and you’ve seen Rome
But it don’t mean shit ‘til we get home

I’m in Tokyo and it’s slow
Sipping gin on the way home
Still hungover from the city bar
I’m sitting pretty cause I got this far

Trying hard just to feel right
Flying higher in the sky
Tell me it’s gonna be alright
Ain’t a dream, this is real life

And we’ve made plans to see L.A
For the sunset strip and down to east Santa Fe
And I’ve seen Paris and you’ve seen Rome
But it don’t mean shit ‘til we get home

What if this dream was over?
What if this mind was fighting for?
Or oh, that’s life
What if this dream was over?
What if this mind was fighting for?
Ain’t no surprise

And we’ve made plans to see L.A
For the sunset strip and down to east Santa Fe
And I’ve seen Paris and you’ve seen Rome
But it don’t mean shit ‘til we get home

And we’ve made plans to see L.A
For the sunset strip and down to east Santa Fe
And I’ve seen Paris and you’ve seen Rome
But it don’t mean shit ‘til we get home