Remix Monkey Beats — Borrowed Cities

Borrowed cities,
borrowed rooms.
Morning comes
a little too soon.
Different windows,
different views. Nothing feels like home
until I'm next to you. Next to you.
One suitcase, one faded shirt.
A ticket stub from when we first met.
I keep it close,
I always do.
One little thing
that brings me back to you.
Borrowed cities,
borrowed rooms. Morning comes a little too soon.
Different windows, different views.
Nothing feels like home
until I'm next to you. Next to you.
Next to you. Another train,