Every tear you cry, every doubting eye   All of these things will pass away   All of your big mistakes, your little old heart would break   Wishing that I would take them back      Write down the things you don't want   Burn them in a glass   Write down the things you dream of   Make a paper plane that flies to heaven      And buy a ticket for a plane   And come and see me, baby   Or drive your car all night   By just starlight to Canada   That's where I'll be waiting      All of the empty rooms, all of the silent space   Every warm embrace is you   Nothing is like it was, there's nobody here but us   I have been filled right up with this      Write down the words of sadness   Burn them in a cup   Write down the things you've wanted   Throw them to the wind that's soaring up to heaven      And buy a ticket for a plane   And come and see me, baby   Or drive your car all night   By just starlight to Canada      Oh, buy a ticket for a plane   And come and see me, baby   Or drive your car all night   By just starlight to Canada   That's where I'll be waiting, waiting