You felt abandoned, lying on the stairs
Knowing your lover’s inside.The sound of freedom is blowing on the wind,
Begging you to walk into the night,
Begging you to walk into the night.
And I felt sorry when I saw you lying there,
Crying when the world was at your feet,
Lent you my hand, lifted you up into the air
Whispered in your ear,
Come follow me.
I’ll show you
I’ll show you
I’ll show you
We’ll call it home,
Say you’ll come with me,
We’ll see the world,
With troubles behind us,
Oh, my beautiful girl.
The city skyline, cut into the stars,
Your hand was pressing firmly into mine,
The people around us all begin to come alive,
As the music plays the rhythm wakes the night,
The music plays the rhythm wakes the night.
And I felt sorry when I saw you lying there,
Crying when the world was at your feet,
Lent you my hand, lifted you up into the air
Whispered in your ear,
Come follow me.
I’ll show you
I’ll show you
I’ll show you
We’ll call it home,
Say you’ll come with me,
We’ll see the world,
With troubles behind us,
Oh, my beautiful girl.
With troubles behind us,
Oh, beautiful girl,
My beautiful girl.
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