Mediterranea

Across the sky
A jet-trail following
The wish that I was on that plane
On my way to some far destination,
Undiscovered never mentioned
Sipping on the high of expectation,
I awaken to the shade
Maybe it’s a rained out town
One you want to leave behind
When a winter’s on the ground,
If you ever wonder?

We believe, in the cold grey light we dream
There’s a place for us…
Mediterranea
Yes we believe, where the white sands touch the sea
There’s a space for us…
Mediterrenea

I’m trading air for touchdown ecstasy
Arriving there in a wave of heat
9am: the beach – tequila mayhem,
Sum of all suburban daydreams
Waiting for a look, the invitation,
I awaken to the shade
Maybe it’s a rained out town,
One you want to leave behind
When a winter’s on the ground,
If you ever wonder?

We believe, in the cold grey light we dream
There’s a place for us…
Mediterranea
Yes we believe, where the white sands touch the sea
There’s a space for us…
Mediterranea

Oh imagine… Summer fashion
See yourself in an old port town
Let the sun shine out of your mind
A bed of light to lay you down

We believe, in the cold grey light we dream
There’s a place for us…
Mediterranea
Yes we believe, where the white sands touch the sea
There’s a space for us…
Mediterranea

And we believe
Yes we believe
There’s a place for us…
Mediterranea