Going to Reykjavík

I've been drinking that coffee you sent me from Thailand

I've been watching the lamps burn

I've been listening to the wind chime

I've been waiting my turn

And I'm coming to you

I am coming to you

I am coming to you

I heated the milk until it boiled and I drank it down

I stepped outside and I checked my reflection in the rain

There were voices on the wind, winter coming on in

And I made myself up again, brand new

And I am broken

And I am tired

And I am coming to you

With my mouth dripping