Just tell me how can I follow
You back home
I trust you to guide me
But you're too sick to go
Oh no feelings involved when leaving this way
Hopes couldn't get any higher as we
Packed our bags to go
With no hope for a visa
So we're left out in the cold
No feelings involved when you're cheated this way
No Feelings involved when we're treated this way
Feelings for our border guard
The leaves here turned in September
They were beautiful
But they long since have fallen
And we're too sick to know
No feelings involved we're a pitiful lot
Pa**ing through scenes of hideous want
Trying to forget our own
Longing for home
Aimlessly
Wandering
Lost in echoes
And we're all too sick to know