I don´t remember many gigs, but I remember many roads and being lost in the middle of nowhere cursing you on the phone. I can remember being a fool almost all of the time, but I can´t remember missing you so much as I do now. The cities passing by, they never knew of you and I. It was good to see you, after all this time you´re still a little girl. You drop your eyes a bit too fast, if by chance I spell your name. It was good to see you after all, it was good to see you after all. And the cities passing by, they never knew of you and I. The million cities we passed by, they never knew of you and I.