Carry Me Home

Far away from home
And everyone I really know
All at once I find
I'm a stranger even to myself
And like the snow that's falling
I've never been so pure before
Christiania, before I leave you
You'll leave a mark on me

I like the way you smile
I like the way you try too hard
And in my heart this moment
I like the way you seem to read my mind

And what would I not say
To be in that room again
If only for one moment
That you would hold me
In your tiny hand, and I might say
Tomorrow I could find you, and you might take
Something that I thought I could never give away
If just to think I've something more to show

And as I touch the sky
I feel the space I've left behind
So carry me back home
Out on my own, I, like in a living dream
And all the lights of London
Are like a million reproachful eyes
Tomorrow I'll be walking a different city
Beneath a different sky

And what would I not say
If we were in that room again
If only for one lifetime
You would take me
In your tiny hand, to a place
Where I know that I can find you
To a place,
Where everything I've done and I've done has gone away
If just to show me something I don't know