Glass Hotels - #chickasha #ninnekah #oklahoma

The heart of Dubai, dreams collide,
I’m a shadow the World can’t find.
Tijuana whispers on cold nights,
Lost in reflection under city lights.

Every corner feels like home,
Crowds mask where I roam.
Barcelona or Singapore’s tears,
Hiding in hotels from my fears.

Glass hotels, safe from love's embrace,
Open skies above but an empty space.
Know each city’s soul, I can't let them in,
Every heartbeat a reminder of my sin.

Aberdeen rain falling, sip Majorca wine,
Each drop a memory, chances lost in time.
Bangkok calls to stories not yet told,
Behind closed windows of silk and gold.

Yokohama’s sun never warms my heart,
Laughter echoes, when it all fell apart.
Trace lines of maps, tattoos on my skin;
Cities are familiar, how they pull me in.

My glass hotels, safe from love's embrace,
Open skies above me but an empty space.
Know each city’s soul, I can't let them in,
Every heartbeat a reminder of my sin.

Here I'll hide forever from the pain;
A traveler trapped in invisible chains.
One day I'll break free and go outside
I'm a ghost with no where else to hide.

In glass hotels, silence guards the night,
Open skies above, still holding on tight.
Each city’s pulse, veins beneath my skin;
Love a distant memory, haunts me once again.