Her

Tied up inside the back of your mind for days And their separate ways are all you have Easy for some, but you find it harder to lie And I can see why, when it got you that way

Short for air again, I lost my line again

Always alone with no one around you to phone There's no place like home when it's dark outside

Short for air again, I lost my line

Not mine, I saw her, I wanted to be her But now, how far away

The time that it takes for someone to tell you, you're not Or even you are, is what makes me scared

Short for air again, I lost my line

Not mine, I saw her, I wanted to be her But now, how far

Not mine, I saw her, I wanted to be her But now, how far (away)