I guess I think I feel alright You come circling through the light The skyline is bright tonight What more perfect rendezvous? The sundown paints the shadows through The daylight, Amy, on what we do
It looks like darkness to me Drifting down into Miami
Can I say, "I wish that this weather would never leave"? It just gets hard to believe That god sent this angel to watch over me Cause my angel She don't receive my calls Says I'm to dumb to, To dumb to fight To dumb to save Well, maybe I don't need no angel at all
It looks like darkness to me Drifting down into Miami She could pull the sunlight through me Coming down into Miami
Make a circle in the sand Make a halo with your hands I'll make a place for you to land
The bus is running It's time to leave The summer's gone And so are we So come on baby, Let's go shut it down in New Orleans.