Drowsy on a subway train,
I can hear you call my name,
Visit my imagination.
Then like through a misty haze
I can see the cutest face
Yawning when I exit on my station
Home to me, home to you
Doesn't matter, you can choose
We drag ourselves through darkness,
this town is asleep
It's not cold, it's not warm,
we're not hungry anymore
And nothing can disturb us,
we're busy like this
I know we should be sleeping,
but we're much too young
to say goodnight
I guess I should be leaving
But we're too in love to
say goodbye
Dancing barefoot on broken
glass
Contemplating modern jazz
Smoking by the open window
Throw the alarm clock off the roof
Soon the dawn
will bring
this quiet situation back to life
Let this moment linger on,
forever's not enough
I know we should be sleeping,
but we're much too young
to say goodnight
I guess I should be leaving,
but we're too in love to say goodbye
I know we should be sleeping,
but we're much too young
to say goodnight
I guess I should be leaving,
but we're too in love to say goodbye
Would be so fine, one more glass of wine
Her unkempt hair, tangled in mine
Sinking deeper, climbing higher
I see the trembling in your eyes
And