Maybe tomorrow will be sunny
maybe i wont feel like a passenger
i hope the sunlight hits my window
maybe for once i’m not the traveller

but i know that tuesday won’t be sunny
i know it’s all too much to ask
its like i have a place to stay but im a stranger it’s a tragedy
that every place you go you miss the last

it's not the same as when i was so far away
it's not the same as when i left

and i know it might all sound so silly
i wish i knew where this would end
i wish i had a place to stay where im no stranger it's a fallacy
that every place i go i miss the last