Underground or Aeroplane 
Doesn't matter in the end 
I know it has to be this way 
Youre leaving me again 

So I'll write my little love song 
And sing it to the wind 
Youre out there on the road tonight 
London, New York, Amsterdam 

And I'm lonely here without you 
Miss your breath against my skin 
You love me then you leave me 
Still I lie here pressing fingers where your kisses have been 

And I miss you 
And I miss you 
And I miss you 

I know I should be in bed 
And its almost 3am 
But when I close my eyes I can only see miles of headlights 
Fleshing out the distance 

So I'll sing my little lonely songs 
Its just part of who I am 
Cause I know that its been calling to you 
London, New York, Amsterdam....