I am listening to you and my eyes are closed,
Though I know the map you draw in blue chalk includes us
With the scarves blowing out and the cardigans rapped round
Looking down beautiful views from the rooftops, a long way
And you draw the streets of Rome
they are the branches on a tree
We walk them one by one
And we will glide down the stairs like air
like water
I'll be braver than I am here
I am listening to you and my eyes are closed
Though I know the buildings and the sparkle of fountains
And the names of the streets are the ones you keep a song for
Along, they string along like lights on the roadway
And you draw the streets of Rome
they are the branches on a tree
We walk them one by one
In a twilight of music I believe
if we ask we will receive
And we will glide down the stairs like air
like water
I'll be braver than I am here
