The tags on the city walls
The colour, the fight
Ambition so tall
Remind me of you
The frost in the morning
The steel birds in flight
The reluctant dawn
Reminds me of you
You hold your cards so close to your chest
That I give up the question no more
I let you unfold
I wanted to write you a letter or two
But the words wouldn't stay on the page
Oh, cling to an age
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
(I wish you were here)
(Wish you were here, wish you were here)
(I wish you were here)
(Wish you were here, wish you were here)
(I wish you were here)
(Wish you were here, wish you were here)
The first storm of spring time
A season so new
I will think of you
I will hope for you
The risk in your continents
The sun in your eyes
Well, I dream of you
My dreams are of you
If art is the question that made us look twice
At all that is building inside
What would you say?
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh...