Miami

Counting Crows

I guess I think I feel alright 
You come circling through the light
The skyline is bright tonight
What more perfect rendezvous? 
The sundown paints the shadows through 
The daylight, Amy, on what we do
It looks like darkness to me 
Drifting down into Miami 
Can I say , "I wish that this weather would never leave"? 
It just gets hard to believe 
That god sent this angel to watch over me 
Cause my angel 
She don’t receive my calls 
Says I’m to dumb to ...
To dumb to fight 
To dumb to save 
Well, maybe I don’t need no angel at all 
It looks like darkness to me
Drifting down into Miami 
She could pull the sunlight through me
Coming down into Miami
Make a circle in the sand 
Make a halo with your hands 
I'll make a place for you to land 
The bus is running
It’s time to leave 
The summer’s gone
And so are we 
So come on baby, 
Let’s go shut it down in New Orleans.