Underneath the sky

underneath the sky of red
is a storyteller sleeping alone
he has no face and he has no name
and his whereabouts are
sort of unknown

all he needs is his life in a suitcase
it belongs to a friend of a friend
and as we drink to ourselves
we'll amuse ourselves
underneath the sky,
underneath the sky again
underneath the sky

so wish me away to an unknown place
am i living in a land with no name
i'll be making a start with
a brand new heart
stop me making sense again

all we need is our lives in a suitcase
they belong to a friend of a friend's
and as we drink to ourselves
we'll amuse ourselves
underneath the sky,
underneath the sky again
underneath the sky