Lyrics
behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you
behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you
on the plaza
toward the shadow of the cenotaph
A familiar figure comes to meet you, from some shattered windscreen
Come to the sea view, down escalators
Toward the shadow of the cenotaph, i remember your face
I remember your face, we re dancing slowly
On the plaza, come to the sea view, come to the sea view
Across the plaza, behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you, on the plaza
Toward the shadow of the cenotaph, i remember your face Plaza, behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you
i remember your face
The highways curve in over reservoirs, the highways curve in over reservoirs Plaza, from the plaza
I remember your face, the lounge is occupied by seminars, a queue is forming for the cinema
From some shattered windscreen, down escalators
Come to the sea view, we re dancing slowly, on the plaza
A familiar figure comes to meet you, come to the sea view Plaza, we re dancing slowly
from the plaza
From the plaza, a giant hoarding of italian cars, come to the sea view
on the plaza
we re dancing slowly
On the plaza, across the plaza, i remember your face
toward the shadow of the cenotaph
A familiar figure comes to meet you, on the plaza, come to the sea view
Down escalators, on the plaza
From some shattered windscreen, from some shattered windscreen
A familiar figure comes to meet you, from some shattered windscreen
On the plaza, from some shattered windscreen, lit like photographs
On the plaza, behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you
I remember your face, the highways curve in over reservoirs
On the plaza, a familiar figure comes to meet you John, on the plaza
I remember your face, across the plaza, down escalators
The lounge is occupied by seminars, behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you, a familiar figure comes to meet you
A familiar figure comes to meet you, a giant hoarding of italian cars, on the plaza
Across the plaza, i remember your face Plaza, a familiar figure comes to meet you
Come to the sea view, across the plaza, a familiar figure comes to meet you
behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you
On the plaza, behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you
Behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you, on the plaza
from some shattered windscreen
lit like photographs
On the plaza, across the plaza
