It used to be I used to be A bird among the clouds But lately when I'm looking up The sky is looking down Turn the wave I'm seeing red They're crashing all around Scarlet caps and dotted lines Are broken on the ground No kiss for the lonely No home for you refugees No rest for the weary No kiss for the lonely No kiss for the lonely Home sweet home Turning the pages all alone Tones, hear the silver tones Outside the window When the wind blows What will be is what will be And you will never know How to ride the southern line Or change the way the river flows Open time against the sea And watch the winter wave You can be right by the fire It's warm but never safe No kiss for the lonely No love for you refugees No rest for the weary No kiss for the lonely No kiss for the lonely