Tootles Has Returned To London

Where will you be
When you get old
You've quit your childish dreams so long ago

Get up, get late, go to work, get paid
Live your life so one-dimensional
Come home, come late, fall apart
Every day, wake at night and maybe you think:

And that is all? (hey)
Everything that I ever dreamed of is gone
Everything had turned black and white
Call it a day
Pulling out the roadmaps to where I belong
Maybe I feel home

Who are we when nothing's left of what we were
(I will never know)

Shake of this collar
You're tied to someone elses
Ideals of dreamless, flawless nervelessness

Get up, get late, try to work, too late
Chase your dreams to live them finally
Come home, come late, feel alive
Every day, wake at night, maybe you won't think:

And that is all? (hey)
Everything that I ever dreamed of is gone
Everything had turned black and white
Call it a day
Pulling out the roadmaps to where I belong
Maybe I feel home

Who are we when nothing's left of what we were
(I will never know)

Hey when did you lose your wings
You grew too fast to sing "we are the lost boys"