Making plans for the past holidaysYou could be happier, hear you sayAnd we go out for a walkThen we rush into an open barGet a cup of coffee, it's not farAnd I need to sleep a whileAnd there are troubles all aroundLoneliness on the foregroundLoneliness on the foregroundIt's time to run, the story's just begun, need to get out of hereMaking appointments, drawing love letters, Italian coffee, postcards, detectives and lawMaking our way to the elephants, talking about TV spots, punk rock songsAnd you find me, miles apartLate at night, swollen eyes, so early, say that you're hesitantAnd you find me, miles apartGet curly and I don't care at allAnd there are troubles all aroundNearly half lost and never foundI feel like hits and runsThe story's just begun, need to get out of hereMaking appointments, drawing love letters, Italian coffee, postcards, detectives and lawHey, hey, hey, hey, there you areHey, hey, hey, hey, there you areHey, hey, hey, hey, there you areHey, hey, hey, there you areHey, hey, hey, there you areHey, hey, hey, there you areHey, hey, hey, there you areHey, hey, hey, there you areI'll see you next time.