plane to spain

Basshunter

I'm falling down
I'm turned around.
No matter what I do I hit the ground.
I don't want to do this anymore
But everyone is coming back for more

With my love, they want to play
I could stop them but I looked away
What have I done?
I should have known
If I hide something I'll be alone

But now I know how to be strong
I have to find a place where I belong
And take a plane, maybe to Spain
I will never be betrayed again.