There's a land beyond the front door
Near where the bike leans
And nobody sees
It's like a good dream
In the dark you hold me
And we go slow dancing
Like we're in a movie
And nobody knows
And nobody sees
The land near where the bike leans
Well darling I've got yours
And darling you've got mine
But the land beyond the front door
Near where the bike leans
Well I haven't been there
In quite a few weeks
I wonder if it's still there
Like a dance floor waiting
Or is it like everything
And is it always changing
Well darling I got you
And darling I'll be true
But we can still go dancing
Near where the bike leans
In another subway
In another city
You can still hold my hands
Behind my back
Do you hear the schoolyard
Oh what a beautiful soundtrack
