Will you call me in the late night,
Underneath the black, grey sky?
I'll tell you how I see you,
In every single new girls eyes.
And there will be the same fight,
Just to keep our story alive.
I'll tell you how I need you,
but I could never be that guy.
I know you're flying out,
We never sort it out,
This is a falling out,
but I could never see it coming.
And though we're trying now,
I'm just so tired out,
And though you're distant now,
I could always see you running.
So call me in the London Lights,
And tell me all about your twenty-hour flight.
Because I know we've fallen out,
You only ever call me when you miss me now.
I could be a fighter,
Holding out for you and I.
And I still miss you mother,
Your sister and brother,
But it doesn't really matter now.
But I'm a liar,
I'm fucking tired,
I'll start this fire,
Can you feel it now?
Burning brighter,
And raising higher,
Watch it all fly away.
I am the fire that never decays,
You are the actress that's always in frame,
We are the movie that skips and replays,
You are the story that always remains.
Always remains.