Tekster: The Fray. Vienna.

The day's last one-way ticket train pulls in We smile for the casual closure capturing. There goes the downpourHere goes my fare thee well
There's really no way to reach me
There's really no way to reach me
There's really no way to reach me
?Cause I'm already gone
Only so many words that we could say Spoken upon long-distance melody. This is my hello This is my goodness
There's really no way to reach me
There's really no way to reach me
There's really no way to reach me
?Cause I'm already gone
Maybe in five or ten yours and mine we'll meet again Straighten this whole thing out. Maybe then honesty Need not be feared as a friend nor an enemy But this is the distance And this is my gameface
There's really no way to reach me
There's really no way to reach me
There's really no way to reach me
?Cause I'm already gone
So this is your maverick And this is Vienna