Shout it from the rooftops, shout it from the streets
Celebrate this place
Haunted by a summer song, tomorrow never gets too close
See the shadows on your face

As I fall for you
I fall for you

The temperature rising, I feel the weather change
Someone’s knocking at my door
The telephone’s ringing, still your voice I hear
The bed falls to the floor

As I fall for you
I fall for you

On the floor, on the streets
In his place on satin sheets I fall, I fall for you
I fall for you

You speak a foreign language, I’m a stranger in your eyes
Love letters for a thousand years
I make a reservation with a heart that has no past
As you whisper in my ear

I fall for you
I fall for you

On the floor, on the streets
In his place on satin sheets I fall, I fall for you
I fall for you

Falling, falling for you
Falling, falling for you
Falling, falling for you
Falling, falling for you
Falling, falling for you
Falling, falling for you

Words: 
Chris Wardman
Music: 
Chris Wardman