Can't go back cuz I can't slow down
I was lookin to find you in a brand new crowd
Englands far and December ain't here
Well it's snowin in the East and I'm drownin on the Pier
Comin back soon but it ain't right now
I'm waitin at the airport listenin for a sound
Pitch black sky and some dark white clouds
We'll sign the line and we're pound for pound
Wantin to stay is a great new feel
Just tryin it out til I run out of pills
Dancin like a chicken at a hole in the wall
This Brandy Wine Kitchen ain't a big dance hall