Lay down just a little while, honey lemon-chamomile
Very soon the plane's coming in
One hour worth of quicksand, the glass warm against your hand
Very soon the airplane will take me away

I will nuzzle up against you and then
I will never see you again
Fires burning, the world's turning around

Words that lose their meanings and then swell up like balloons
Very soon the taxi will come
All the lies you told me can no longer hold me
Very soon the taxi will take me away

I will forget how you've done mе wrong
How you've strung me along
Fires burning
Lеarning to breathe