Riding the blue Out the window a patchwork quilt how we build how we move From place to place White lights of the city And the echo of lingering eyes Travelling alone Suitcase of stone I'd rather be an albatross flying high And in the tail winds looking back at what I left behind Ooh lookin' back at what I left behind Ooh lookin' back at what I left behind Don't ask me about the places I've been I know facebook can't remember a name I can't remember a name I can't remember your name On the highway of the day long My destination is a windowless room Another windowless room Another windowless room I'd rather be an albatross flying high And in the tail winds looking back at what I left behind Ooh lookin' back at what I left behind Ooh lookin' back at what I left behind Ooh lookin' back at what I left behind