Lyrics

I missed your hand to hold,
As I caught the last train home.

And I haven’t seen these city lights,
Since you were dawning in my life,
These thoughts,
Graffiti on my mind.

So where, where are you now?
Within the crowd?
Oh I'm fading out.

I lie, across two seats alone,
My throne of loneliness I guess.

Rolling down the northern line,
It's a hazy blur of passing time,
No end,
To this tunnel in sight yeah.

So where, where are you now?
Within the crowd?
Oh Im fading out,
And if,
If I could reach you somehow,
Would it cure this doubt?
Faith is waning right now.