Falling out of some dirty train With your bags, vinyl stickers, claim-check tag Will they Tell me where you've been Well let's Peel them off again The desert, the tundra, man-made lake Your postcards were real, enthusiasm was fake Rivers and canyons, step to the rear You mark the Majestic, "You're here" I'm not sorry I brought you here, no way Though you might not remember Whispering the words "I think I'll stay" Well my hearing's getting better Falling out of the first class seat With your bags, magnetic checkers and jet-lag Tell me where you've been Tell me you won't go again I'm not sorry I brought you here, no way Though you might not remember Whispering the words "I think I'll stay" But my hearing's getting better I'm not sorry I brought you here, no way Though you might not remember Whispering the words "I think I'll stay" But my hearing's getting better