Far away from home
And everyone I really know
All at once I find, I'm a stranger even to myself
And like the snow that's falling, I've never been so pure before
Kristiania, before I leave you...you'll leave a mark on me

I like the way you smile
I like the way you try to hide
And in my hardest moment, I like the way you seem to read my mind

And what would I not say to be in that room again if only for one moment?
That you would hold me in your tiny hand
And I might say tomorrow I could find you
And you might take something that I thought I could never give away
If just to think I've something more to show

And as I touch the sky, I feel the space I've left behind
So carry me back home
Out on my own, I, like in a living dream
And all the lights of London are like a million reproachful eyes
Tomorrow I'll be walking a different city, beneath a different sky

And what would I not say
If we were in that room again
If only for one lifetime
You would take me in your tiny hand, to a place where I know that I can find you;
To a place, where everything I've done and I've done has gone away
If just to show me something I don't know