Common Things Video (MV)

On a 747 in the Atlantic's black skies
With an image of you as a child
From an old movie you showed me that plays in my mind
As I lay back to sleep for a while
I see your face in a stranger I meet on a crowded Hamburg street
I dig on the harbor and the Reeperbahn
But it feels so incomplete

Long distance, long distances between me and you
Long distance, long distances ain't nothing it's true

When the common things fall apart and we're disconnected
Don't false start

I wrote a note to you in London with a song in my head
But decided to keep it instead
About a tired old poem on a record store sleeve
Calling - baby, you're all that I need

I've been waiting, oh I've been waiting