brings my seas to shores, It washes away the sand from our course. Circling through the air, searching through the wind It?s the little things that keep us moving on? Searching through the air
Under the stairs In the corner of the basement In the house half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait Shop You know the place Well anyway, Back then life
s deep, I heard the city breathe in its sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of reality I
when you fall in a death trap You can?t come back, back No matter what you do when you fall Time and time again life?s getting shorter Fear in the air
' Half ounce hoodlums in the house Geah Deadly decisions is what I'm bringin' Be's the problem solver when my revolver starts singin' A thin line between life
white And in between the moon and you, angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right Well, I walk in the air between the rain Through
neighbours and screwin' the wife Hip hop music ruined my life I bitch and I moan, I lie and I cheat Waiting for the night when I die in my sleep I listen
breathe the air that surrounds the every move I run and I never sleep without endless dreams Of love so simply deep between you and me Through my eyes
The only distance between you and I is (the air of the night) [x5] Man oh man oh man I need his love air is the only thing between us (between us) I
to completely avoid all channels of backstepping From the lines of paint on the concrete They reside on Lake Street To the way we close our eyes to sleep And drift through
back home to you. Through the lies and the sins that ride the wind that blew, I'm always coming back home to you. As sure as the life in the garden that
of my life pour your light on the faith i can fe el make it real in her sleep "submission" it moves between us for one moment like opium and your heart
fall asleep before the rooster starts to crow No time to fight we pretend love is so sweet When all we're missing is what's between the sheets Used to find an hour between
s deep, I heard the city breathe in it's sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of reality I
in the air Trying hard to catch the jet stream to make the flying easy But only grabbing hunger for another man's life For another man's life And Anita
Hart] Well, I come home from the garage, I see him climbing through the window. [Martin Harrison] Aha! [Amos Hart] With my wife Roxie lying there, sleeping
to be a fireman So I can help people out around the sirens Next day played football between streets knots Next day wake up imam be your next doc Cram through the air
