And I always thought that home was up the stairs to space 11B but time can change things too.
Red, yellow, red, green
Traffic in the city, reflects light in your eyes.
Hands touch, eyes meet, I remember perfectly the night we fell in love.
Everything we touch is love, baby love, love is all we need
Is all we need. Is all we need.
I don't need a space to call my own, to scatter records on my floor, you're my secret place.
Traffic on a side street, the corner where we met
Lips touch, you breathe, right into the soul of me. I haven't come down yet