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)