Sliding Doors

(альбом: Dive In - 2003)

Another Friday night,
And the week is over
Got a bottle of wine
And a meal for one,
Never could have known
She was walkin with me in the rain.
Another back to back,
Down the escalator,
Beat the sliding doors
By a twist of fate,
Than a glance behind an
evening paper
And there she was...
Lonely's gone
Suddenly I got this feelin,
Lonely's gone
I spin around,
Yeah Yeah
I've left the ground,
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Should I make a move?
Did she catch me falling?
What I got to lose?
Will she cut me dead?
Before I catch my breath,
Can't believe she's walking
Off my train...
Beat the sliding doors
Is she gone? Don't lose her,
Gotta keep my head
Someone taps my shoulder,
Then I spin around and
She's just smiling
I guess she knows...
[Chorus]
Is this fate or happenstance?
Her design or my last chance?
I can't speak
Cos she takes my breath away...
So it's Friday night,
And the day is over,
Crack a bottle of wine,
Make a meal for two
But there's no room on the
dining table...
Here we go, Here we go...
[Chorus]