These California skies
These Los Angeles lies
I'm warm beneath the sun
I'm cold because you're gone
Under silver clouds in London
Without you I'm coming undone
But whispers in the dark
Stir fires in my heart
And I sleep in train stations
You wait for my call
And I pray for your patience
Because without you I know that I'd fall
I know that I'd fall
Ooo
The city lights of Paris
Pierce the midnight skies and dare us
To make capes of our sheets
And run through glowing streets
Let's get lost in New York City
And escape our realities
There's music in your hands
Thoughts I'll never understand
And we sleep in train stations
You speak tenderly
And you have no obligations
But if you choose to stay here next to me
How lucky I would be
Ooo
Ooo
Down a backroad in Wisconsin
Going 85 and wantin
To freeze time in its tracks
Say words we can't hold back