The City On Film - All The Wrong Notes lyrics

upstairs Europe stars I would stare but nothing there is like you are asleep in those cold arms outside a lonely night sizes up the sight and I slide the covers over my eyes you know I can't sleep otherwise our trouble grows and grows speeds and slows rides and rolls in the slow eyes low in our oslo but high enough to see your awakened bright eyes shining blue into another dream that's so you and so I try to sing something meaningful but I'm hitting all the wrong notes