The summer sky above the trees Would be all right, but it's out reach And it's cold as ice on Center Street Below the sky, above my feet There must be something in between When we first met, I thought I heard The concrete fret, and the heaven stir But now you feel so cold to me Below the sky, above my feet There must be something in between Well, everybody knows the reasons why They tell you they can see it in your eyes Now, we can waste the days, face to face, if you like But everybody knows we are running out of time The hazy days, the gentle breeze The easy fix, the catastrophes You run away, and come back to me I never know what it will be There must be something in between Now, everybody knows the reasons why They tell you they can see it in your eyes Now, we can waste the days, face to face, if you like But everybody knows we are running out of time Now, everybody knows the reasons why They tell you they can see it in your eyes Now, we can waste the days, face to face, if you like But everybody knows Yeah, everybody knows But everybody knows we are running out of time