I'm on my way back to you I'm on my way back to you I'm on my way back to you I'm on my way back to you Thinking in the snow I've found soho Let's take a road to throw up when I come to common sense Now I'm hanging low at this turkish joint. Oh, Come and distract me I'm on my way back to you So won't you give me the flowers, give me the flowers you said they wouldn't last a week I need the perfume for, perfume for temperary perspective. So how did you get so dark, how did you get so dark that you couldn't see when it was just last night that you seemed so optimistic. I'll find my way back to you I'm on my way back to you I'll find my way back to you I'm on my way back to you And I left my friends drinking at the cannow I nearly lost myself for all that I downed and poured down I know I look a bit of a mess, a waste of a breath right now