Lyrics
If I slipped
On this particular tile I'd lie here for a while
The blue and white pulling me back to December nights
But hands are washed, the sun and sand make it all alright
If I fell
On this unfamiliar floor
I wouldn't ask for more
Than a strangers hand
Tell me who is a gentleman
When you're far from home
When you're on your own
Oh, the air is cool beneath this ceiling
You could come down here and share my feelings
I've got plenty to spare
And it seems I'm not going anywhere
Seems
Perhaps you've nothing better to do too
Would
You let me lie
I am somebody else
In someone else's mind
And there is no time
And there is only time once in your eyes
Is there anything but signs
To something else
In someone else's mind
I know I call you in
But I think you should get out
I know I send you out
But perhaps I need you now
See nothing moves inside this house
And the walls are speaking much too loud
And the air is cold beneath this ceiling
You could come down here and warm my feelings
I've got plenty to spare
And it seems I'm not going anywhere
Seems
Perhaps there's nowhere for you to leave too
Lucy Kruger
SCHUBERT MUSIC PUBLISHING INC.