Miami

Counting Crows

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.