Underneath the sky of red Is a storyteller sleeping alone He has no face and he has no name And his whereabouts are sort of unknown
All he needs is his life ln a suitcase It belongs to a friend of a friend And as we drink to ourselves We'll amuse ourselves Underneath the sky, underneath the sky again Underneath the sky again
So wish me away to an unknown place Am I living in a land with no name I'll be making a start with a brand new heart Stop me making sense again
All we need is our lives in a suitcase They belong to a friend of a friend's And as we drink to ourselves We'll amuse ourselves Underneath the sky, underneath the sky again Underneath the sky again
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