Gia Margaret
City Song
In the arches of the old hotel
The revolving doors in a tentative spell
And the birds fly high
We stay up all night
With one arm reaching out, I can almost feel you
I can almost feel you
I can’t really say where the memories fade
But some are burnt into my brain
I can’t really place what they meant to me
But now I’ll never be the same

In a flashback I saw you, with so much to tell
The revolving doors hit, in a tentative spell
And the birds still fly
I stay up all night
And with one arm reaching out, I can almost feel you
I can almost feel you
I can’t really say whеre the memoriеs fade
But some are burnt into my brain
I can’t really place what they meant to me
But now I’ll never be the same