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I'm in London at Heathrow Sticking dollars in a payphone Head is spinning from the minibar I'm trying to think just where I parked my car I'm in London at Heathrow Sticking dollars in a payphone Head is spinning from the minibar I'm trying to think I'm trying to think And we've had plans to see LA For a sunset strip and down to east Santa Fe And I've seen Paris, and you've seen Rome But it don't mean shit 'til we get home I'm in Tokyo and it's slow Sipping gin on the way home Still hungover from the city bar I'm sitting pretty 'cuz I got this far Trying hard just to feel right Flying higher in the sky Tell me it's gonna be alright And you dream, this is real life And we've had plans to see LA For a sunset strip and down to east Santa Fe And I've seen Paris, and you've seen Rome But it don't mean shit 'til we get home What if this dream was over? What if this mind was fighting for Or oh, that's life What if this dream was over? What if this mind was fighting for Ain't no surprise And we've had plans to see LA For a sunset strip and down to east Santa Fe And I've seen Paris, and you've seen Rome But it don't mean shit 'til we get home And we've had plans to see LA For a sunset strip and down to east Santa Fe And I've seen Paris, and you've seen Rome But it don't mean shit 'til we get home