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