How do you feel when you sit alone
Your head in the clouds, the world below, below
I picture the place (picture the place)
I used to live (I used to live)
The friends I used to know (the friends I used to know)
Motor-way bridge
A train ride through patchwork fields back home, home
As it takes me right back
To the life I forgot
(Miracle)
I'm not looking for a miracle
Healing or redemption (miracle)
Just something to hold on to
I'm not looking for a miracle
Sending a signal into the night
Maybe you'll see it passing by, by
It's not too late (it's not too late) to come around (to come around)
Feel twenty one again (feel twenty one again) the shapes and sounds
A train ride through patchwork fields back home, home
As it takes me right back
To the life I forgot
(Miracle)
I'm not looking for a miracle
Healing or redemption (miracle)
Just something to hold on to
'Cause I'm not looking for a miracle
It's so quiet, quiet all alone
Only footsteps in the snow beneath
It's so quiet, quiet I'm alone
As I walk along these empty streets
I'm not looking for a miracle (miracle)
Healing or redemption
Just something to hold on to (miracle)
No more isolation
I'm not looking for a miracle
Picture a place (picture a place) you used to live (you used to live)
The friends you used to know (the friends you used to know)
Motor-way bridge
It's not too late (it's not too late) to come around (to come around)
Feel twenty one again (feel twenty one again) the shapes and sounds
(It's so quiet shapes and sounds)
(It's so quiet)
