Somewhere In Time - Ron Merritt

You're sleeping in, I know exactly what it means You're finding comfort in the space that's in between Hey It feels like everything is falling short Where are the moments that we had before? I'm chasing someone that I've never known Everything that we knew Lost the magic when we left your room Painted everything blue Left to dry out in the solitude, it's all for you You're sleeping in, I know exactly what it means You're finding comfort in the space that's in between I hope you don't mind if I still have one last fantasy That I'll have a place to float on somewhere in your dreams So if everything is falling short, falling short Is there something for us anymore, anymore? Can we try to get the love back? So if everything is falling short, falling short Is there something for us anymore, anymore? Can we try to get the love back? So if everything is falling short, falling short Is there something for us anymore, anymore? Can we try to get the love back? You're sleeping in, I know exactly what it means You're finding comfort in the space that's in between I hope you don't mind if I still have one last fantasy That I'll have a place to float on somewhere in your dreams

She was covered in leather and gold Twenty one years old I lost her in the crowd It's unfair, she's out there Somewhere, somewhere Somewhere in Brooklyn She's somewhere, somewhere Somewhere in Brooklyn Little Ms. Perfect sitting at the train stop Red Nike high-tops listening to hip-hop While we were waiting started conversating Before I got her name along came a train Next stop Brooklyn Now I'm lookin' She was covered in leather and gold Twenty one years old I lost her in the crowd It's unfair, she's out there Somewhere, somewhere Somewhere in Brooklyn She's somewhere, somewhere Somewhere in Brooklyn On the street kickin' rocks circling the same block Green Farm, Flatbush, checking every corner shop Tappin' people's shoulders askin' if they know her Everyday's the same back to the train Next stop Brooklyn I'm still lookin' She was covered in leather and gold Twenty one years old I lost her in the crowd It's unfair, she's out there Somewhere, somewhere Somewhere in Brooklyn She's somewhere, somewhere Somewhere in Brooklyn Oh, oh, oh, oh I wonder if we'll ever meet again Oh, oh, oh, oh I wonder we we'll ever meet again Oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, I wonder if we'll meet again Oh, oh, oh, oh I hope we do somewhere in Brooklyn