On my way to the train sunday morning
Amsterdam is still dreaming of last night
As the rain hits the ground at the station
I realized I had left something behind

Missing another piece
Sometimes I feel like a puzzle
Broken and incomplete
Looking for the edges tonight

Take me home, forgotten roads
Put me back together again
I’m alone, so alone out there
I came to find a piece of mind
But lost another in the end
Cause the world keeps turning
Turning on me

Standing by with the ghost on the jetway
London fog keeps me stranded on the ground
I fold the map and make the world a little smaller
But it doesn’t help, I’m nowhere to be found

Missing another piece
Sometimes I feel like a puzzle
Broken and incomplete
Looking for myself tonight

Take me home, forgotten roads
Put me back together again
I’m alone, so alone out there
I came to find a piece of mind
But lost another in the end
Cause the world keeps turning
Turning on me

Forward motion, it takes a lot to move a little
In forward motion, finally catching up

I’m missing another piece
Sometimes I feel like a puzzle

Take me home, forgotten roads
Put me back together again
I’m alone, so alone out there
I came to find a piece of mind
But lost another in the end
Cause the world keeps turning
Oh the world keeps turning
Turning on me