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

Chris Wardman
Chris Wardman