Fell through the front door liking your wounds A little bit older, a little more confused Warm and dry in this desert scene But your still flooded in old memories
We could be far away No time to recover Here comes another day One way or another
Here comes another day No time to recover We could be far away One way or another
Lies and lies like the New York sun Who lives a cliche, but has all the fun The queen of hearts at the Sea Breeze Inn ThatÂŽs where we got lost again
We could be far away No time to recover Here comes another day
One way or another
Here comes another day No time to recover We could be far away One way or another