On my way home, passing the lights downtown Walking on cans and plastic bags There's still a part of me that wants out of here Am I just bored or scared to lose Oh, Sarah I'm waiting for you To take me away on white horses Breaking free in the fields running away from our losses Far away from Stockholm As far away as possible The low light from the sun lands on the street we're walking on Up and down, and on and on Let's celebrate with a last drink before we sink Now nowhere is our home Oh, Sarah I'm waiting for you To take me away on white horses Breaking free in fields running away from our losses Far away from Stockholm As far away as possible For you, take me away on white horses Breaking free in fields running away from our losses Far away from Stockholm As far away as possible