I used to be like you,
innocent and hopeless
I used to be like you, but not as beautiful

So now I'm on a plane
a million miles away
and I miss you.

As the saying goes
I'm getting too old
but I'm coming home


'Cause wherever you are
is the city of angels

Wherever you are
is where I will be
is where I will be

is where I will be

I used to be like you

positively hollow
We always fought things through
with napalm and gold

like castles in the sky
they kill to be alive
And their silhouettes of you and I


'Cause wherever you are
is the city of angels

wherever you are
is where I will be
is where I will be

is where I will be

oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh


So now I'm on a plane
a million miles away

and I miss you
As the saying goes
I'm getting too old

but I'm coming home

'Cause wherever you are

is the city of angels
Wherever you are
is where I will be

is where I will be
is where I will be