The summer sky above the trees
Would be all right, but it's out reach
And it's cold as ice on Center Street
Below the sky, above my feet
There must be something in between
When we first met, I thought I heard
The concrete fret, and the heaven stir
But now you feel so cold to me
Below the sky, above my feet
There must be something in between
Well, everybody knows the reasons why
They tell you they can see it in your eyes
Now, we can waste the days, face to face, if you like
But everybody knows we are running out of time
The hazy days, the gentle breeze
The easy fix, the catastrophes
You run away, and come back to me
I never know what it will be
There must be something in between
Now, everybody knows the reasons why
They tell you they can see it in your eyes
Now, we can waste the days, face to face, if you like
But everybody knows we are running out of time
Now, everybody knows the reasons why
They tell you they can see it in your eyes
Now, we can waste the days, face to face, if you like
But everybody knows
Yeah, everybody knows
But everybody knows we are running out of time
