See my heart doesn't beat for the concrete jungle
I can't be at home in the street
I learnt how to sail, how to steer from trouble
Before I wore shoes on my feet
So give me a hand with my trailer
Give me a hook on a line
Send me straight back to that place on the map where the blue ain't just paint on a sign
Well, my skin don't feel strong in a long-sleeve jumper
My face wasn't meant for the [?]
I need wind in my hair and a saltwater shower
For my body to work with my heart
So give me a hand with my trailer
Give me a hook on a line
Send me straight back to that place on the map where the blue ain't just paint on a sign
Now my mind ain't just stuck in a small-town daydream
It's my veins, my blood, part of me
I know nowhere [?] star in a movie
A sailor who longs for a sea
So give me a hand with my trailer
Give me a hook on a line
Send me straight back to that place on the map where the blue ain't just paint on a sign
So give me a hand with my trailer
Give me a hook on a line
Send me straight back to that place on the map where the blue ain't just paint on a sign
Where the blue ain't just paint on a sign
