Lying here in the long tall grass
looking down on the city at night
watching all the cars and the shooting stars
and the sparkle of a thousand streetlights
trams and trains and aeroplanes
can all pass right on by
because I just want to lie here and listen to you
singing to me and the summer night sky
warm breeze blowing through my hair
as I hold your hand in mine
there's something special in the air
and I drink it up like wine
I watch the glow of your cigarette
lighting up your pretty face
and I catch a glimpse of a silhouette
passing by without a trace
distant voices in the street below
ringing out in the dark
and then the night begins to turn to day
as we lie here in the park
warm breeze blowing through my hair
as I hold your hand in mine
there's something special in the air
and I drink it up like wine
walking over the old stone bridge
as the dawn lights up the town
I feel like I'm standing on top of the world
and nothing can bring me down
we lose ourselves in the maze of streets
there's nowhere we have to go
raise a glass with whoever we meet
and go with the flow
warm breeze blowing through my hair
as I hold your hand in mine
there's something special in the air
and I drink it up like wine
credits
from Somewhere Else,
released April 1, 2016
Written by Mark Mulholland
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