Текст: Screaming Jets. Fix The Feeble.

There's nothing like the feeling at the boarding gate
Not sure I'll ever get used to that one
Now I see her, now she's gone
Then I turn and go away
Then I start counting down the days
When you stop and look what you've become
You've lost youself, and now you've come undone
You've come undone
But it was never gonna happen to me
Never gonna happen to me
And I'm gone
There's nothing like the feeling at the boarding gate
I'm not sure I'll ever get used to that one
Now I see her, now she's gone
Then I turn and go away
Then I start counting down the days
When you stop and look what you've become
You've lost your self and now you've come undone

You've come undone
But it was never gonna happen to me
Never gonna happen to me
And I'm gone
A different restaurant every night
And a bath to take my burdens
It's someone else's turn to rock the cradle
A different accent every night
And a bath to take my burdens
It's someone else's turn to Fix The Feeble.