Alma - Phil Manzanera

Bright lights and the city lights are all that I need

Got away from the country life they’re all friends to me

But the roar of the streets and the cold window pane

Keeps me from you

Sidewalk talk in the bitter night brings a kid down so fast

Sit in bars watching cars I’m just hoping to see you pass

But the scream off the street and the cold window pane

Keeps me from you

Some way one day we’re on our own

Put out my hands and touch your face

Some way can’t say I’m all alone don’t recognise this time ot place

I see your face in

Strange sights in the car headlights of the shop front display

See me glide on the city tide am I Stealing your heart away

Or does the lure of the street and this cold window pain

Keep me from you