London, Tokyo… another city…
Where are you? Or where am I?
Where is our point of meeting?
Maybe, somewhere in the sky…
Already packed my suitcase –
It’s standing in the hall…
Don’t want to hit the pace!
And now I feel so small…
My future is in sketches,
I am afraid to make.
I hate to live in snatches!
Please, stop, in our sake!
I’m tired of flying on the plane!
I want to spread MY wings!
For you it seems to be the same…
But I feel wandering in dreams!
Again we only have to wait!!!
And curse these awful miles…
And curse our merciless fate!
“Forgot the colour of my eyes?!”
From London to our city…
To Tokyo and back…
You have your business meeting…
My luggage's on the rack!