reaching high

Roxete

I stand alone on the street where I have walked you home alone. I see your house, I hear your main gates moan. I watch two silhouettes turn into one. And then you're gone. Your name upon the door, the heartbreak's home. I make a call, you disconnect the phone. I watch two silhouettes turn into one / Reaching high, reaching high. My love was once a flame. Now I'm putting out the fire, with a pocket full of rain. Yea yea / I don't know why you kept me hanging on all this time. I hear the drums on Radio Goodbye, I watch the shadow dancing in the night, tonight. I see the car, your hunter rides a silver Jaguar. And how I'd like a star before the sun. I watch two silhouettes turn into one / Reaching high...