On my way home, passing the lights downtown
Walking on cans and plastic bags
There's still a part of me that wants out of here
Am I just bored or scared to lose
Oh, Sarah I'm waiting for you
To take me away on white horses
Breaking free in the fields running away from our losses
Far away from Stockholm
As far away as possible
The low light from the sun lands on the street we're walking on
Up and down, and on and on
Let's celebrate with a last drink before we sink
Now nowhere is our home
Oh, Sarah I'm waiting for you
To take me away on white horses
Breaking free in fields running away from our losses
Far away from Stockholm
As far away as possible
For you, take me away on white horses
Breaking free in fields running away from our losses
Far away from Stockholm
As far away as possible
