Miami

I'm moving back to Miami

And you'll be able to see me

I'm living down by the sea babe

Now you'll be able to see me (any time you like)

And if you walk away

Nothing will change

I think that it's strange

I think that it's easy

It's easy for you

Asleep in the darkness

After what you went through

My curtains are open

Fog confuses the light

Some distant reflection

Some elusive night

Alright

Ahh baby

Won't you fly down to me

In the place by the sea

I think Humphrey Bogart stayed there in 1943

He was joined by Janet Leigh, babe

And if you never come

Well that would be strange

I don't think I've changed

I don't think I mentioned

I met someone else

Her compassionate tears

Oh they were like tiny bells

She was better than both of us

I shoulda stayed my hand

I shoulda stayed in Miami

With the seagulls and sand

But the devil is doubt

And I'm out on the street

Walking about

Talking so sweet

Bringing brief reminders

I singing your softest song

I thinking it's all a dream

And I'll wake up and be gone

Be gone!

Oh baby

Whatever I say, it has escaped me

Maybe I'll find the money

Fly you first class on BOAC

If you come down to Miami

You can leave right away

If you are game

I think I'm the same

I think of you cold

I think of you still

I think of you living

Your ziggurat on a hill

The gardens were moving

Like waves on a shore

My head always aching

My eyes always sore

Swim in cool heat

Some weather door slammed

A car started up

Frequencies jammed

Miami, Miami

My fingers and pores

Someone picks up

All in due course