I can't find you as you sit in one of these rooms.
I can't find you in the miles of hallway.
I awake to the sound of my mother coughing.
Painting portraits of her sons, upstairs, alone.
(Coughing rattles me awake)
And I'm back in that endless hotel.
Mile by mile, til it's gone.
( From: http://www.elyrics.net )
I keep the lights on for former lovers.
When they're gone, we keep loving,
Little by little, mile by mile,
Mile by mile til it's gone.
(Til it's gone away)
Cutaway to her long jet black hair.
Close up on her shining white teeth.