(Ah-ah-ah) (Ah-ah-ah) As the plane, approach the ground (Ah-ah ah-ah) Aisled in half from the inside In the brick, scratch my name (Ah-ah ah-ah) Will it be here the next time? ♪ These clouds above my head Not in front of me I think of what you said There's nowhere I'd rather be Is your port reformed for me? (Ah-ah ah-ah) This cobbled streets, they guide me I check my phone to look like I (Ah-ah ah-ah) Have somewhere I'm supposed to be These clouds above my head Not in front of me I think of what you said There's nowhere I'd rather be These clouds above my head Not in front of me I think of what you said There's nowhere I'd rather be