Albatross

Riding the blue Out the window patchwork quilt How we built, how we moved From place to place White lights of the city And the echo of lingering eyes Traveling alone Suitcase of stone I'd rather be an albatross, flyin' high Than in the tailwinds Looking back at what I left behind Ooh, looking back at what I left behind Ooh, looking back at what I left behind Don't ask me 'bout the places I've been I know a face but can't remember a name I can't remember a name I can't remember your name On the highway all the day long My destination is a windowless room Another windowless room Another windowless room I'd rather be an albatross, flyin' high Than in the tailwinds Looking back at what I left behind Ooh, looking back at what I left behind Ooh, looking back at what I left behind Ooh, looking back at what I left behind