on this phone, Am i've run out of things to say... Chorus: home I take a plane out in the morning puts me in tomorrow night got something i want to say to you on the hours that i lose in this flight there's a beauty about london, though the rain's still pouring down it only makes me thinking of breakin', so the night wakes, and breaks and shakes the ground. and oohhhh....what a faith to arise,,,yeah see that look in your eyes you know you'll be thinkin' you'll be singin' bout that time a (guitaretab.com)