Alma

Bright lights and city lights are all that I need
Got away from the country life
They're all friends to me
But the roar of the street and the cold window pane
Keeps me from you

Sidewalk talk in the bitter night brings a kid down so fast
Sit in bars, watching cars, I'm just hoping to see you pass
But the scream of the street and the cold window pane
Keeps me from you

Someday, one day we're on our own
Put out my hands and touch your face
Someway, I can't say why I'm all alone
I don't recognise this time or place
I see your face in

Strange sights in the car headlights of the shop front display
See me glide on the city tide, am I stealing your heart away?
Does the lure of the street and this cold window pane
Keep me from you?



Credits
Writer(s): Phil Manzanera, William Alan Macdonald Maccormick
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