Trouble Over Tokyo

Try to leave a light on love,
Lead me back to where I left off,
Trying to find a way back home, Back to where (...),

Time and time again I find my voice inside a friend,
Holding on to ends to suit the means,
Flying agains the wind i feel my wings begin to mend,
It's a waiting game,
It's a waiting game,

I remeber way back when,
Saftey was a way to pretend,
I could breathe without oxygen,
But carbon's clear and carbon can bend,

Time and time again i find my voice inside a friend,
Holding on to ends to suit the means,
Flying against the wind i feel my wings begin to mend,
It's a waiting game,
It's a waiting game,
It's a waiting game,
It's a waiting game, It's a waiting game.