I’m lost in the airport br Like I’m lost on everyday streets, br I never know where I’m going br And I don’t have anyone to meet. br br I buy a magazine, br Fill my coffee cup at the café, br I carry my stars br In this cup that you gave me br When we were both younger br And walked among the airport terminals br Dreaming of distant lands br And making impossible plans. br br We never got off the ground, br My plane is always down, br But I toast your memory eyes br On whatever part of this planet br Where your distant heart survives. br br I don’t know if I still love you, br Don’t even know any longer br If I know how to make love, br But you were there br When I thought I knew these things. br br Why can’t I take a plane br Back to our innocence br And try it all again? br My stars would be more vivid br Than this coffee cup I live in.