Cologne [Bonus] Songtext
von Ben Folds

Here in Cologne
I know I said it wrong
I walked you to the train
And back across alone

To my hotel room
And ordered me some food
And now I′m wondering
Why the floor has suddenly become a moving target?

Four, three, two, one
I'm letting you go
I will let go if you will let go
Four, three, two

Says here an astronaut
Put on a pair of diapers
Drove eighteen hours
To kill her boyfriend


In my hotel room
I′m wondering if you read that story too
And if we both might
Be having the same imaginary conversation

Four, three, two, one
I'm letting you go
I will let go if you will let go
Four, three, two

Oh why?
Weightless as I close my eyes
Oh why?
The ceiling opens in disguise

Such a painful trip
To find out this is it
And as I go to sleep
You'll be waking up

Four, three, two, one
I′m letting you go
I will let go if you will let go

Oh why? Oh why?
Oh why? Oh why?