Taking all my chances on a big jet plane You're gonna know my name Gonna know my name All your second glances, they don't mean a thing You don't think I'm nothing Don't think I'm nothing
Across the ocean The salt feels like a second skin The moon, the stars The night is ours The night is ours
Leaning like some child up against the wind Waiting to transcend The air around us bends Feeding on the voices of a distant friend We're almost at the end Almost at the end
Nobody's home, nobody's here Nothing left to fear Nobody's home, nobody's here Nothing left to fear