North Of The City

feel blue, miles above you the silver screen

reach out and touch you and the dark of the

back row this is a place where young lover go

when they want to be alone perfection has never

crossed my lips but is there anyway to describe it

when two moviestars kiss. there is magic in the

air...magic in the air

north of the city, on the quiet, quiet road, i find myself

dreaming of days long ago and their lonely, lonely

theater where tragic movies play, he didn't find out

that he loved her till she finally gone away

but they know that nothing lasts forever we should

be grateful for the time we have together.

is that enough to keep me from crying

is that enough to keep me from lying