| Somewhere there is a key
|
| It is laid behind the golden trail
|
| To open even me, even for the last fires glow
|
| Somewhere there is a door
|
| It is closed forever more
|
| All the little things we swore allegiance to
|
| Just between me and you
|
| Somewhere here is a place
|
| Where the heart meets face to face
|
| With the whole human race
|
| Before the last shadows falls
|
| Somewhere there is no time
|
| Common ground on earths recline
|
| Where we will open and find
|
| A shakes the line to be or not to be
|
| Just between you and me
|
| Somewhere there is a chance
|
| To escape from tribal dance
|
| No one breaks the common trance, of global glance
|
| At freedoms plate
|
| Somewhere there are no lies
|
| The truth and beauty still survives
|
| And all the days of our lives
|
| The sun rise, just to show us the way
|
| Just between you and me
|
| Just between you and me
|
| Just between you and me
|
| Just between you and me |