Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lande Hekt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lande Hekt
Composer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Lay on the stage I played the night before
Spoke to you on the phone, never missed you more
Get on a plane, come and see me, I'm at my worst
I need to see you, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts
[Verse 2]
Walking around Berlin like a lost little kid
I don't speak any German but I wish that I did
Spent the night opposite the museum on Invalidenstrasse
Never felt so lonely, I thought the feeling, it might pass
If I ever get my passport back, I don't know no where I'll go
I could go back to London but it doesn't feel like home
I'll just have to come and visit you
[Verse 3]
Lay on the stage I played the night before
Spoke to you on the phone, never missed you more
Get on a plane, come and see me, I'm at my worst
I need to see you, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts
Written by: Lande Hekt