Cities and Hotels

Verse 1) We met with an open heart and soul, Seven nights that slowly stole control, A little deeper every day, Till arms were open all the way. (...) Felt the warmth, felt the flame, Felt a heartbeat call my name, In the silence of the room Something sacred came so soon. (...) (Pre-Chorus) Weeks apart on a wire and a phone, Miles between us but never alone, Static lines but the signal’s strong, Picking up right where we belong. (Chorus) Cities and hotels, neon lights in the dark, Different beds, same fire, same spark. Continents wide but we never fell— We’re living on love in cities and hotels. Oh, the distance rolls like a restless sea, But you’re every harbor waiting for me. (Verse 2) Almost lost it at Christmas time, Snow fell hard on the fault line, Distance wide, the nights too long, Every doubt a dangerous song. (...) But then again the planes would fly, Underneath a foreign sky, Kisses stronger than before, Like magnets pulling shore to shore. (Pre-Chorus) A week, ten days, it’s never enough, Every goodbye is calling my bluff, (...) Two Hearts heading south somewhere, Over the water, propelled by the air. (Chorus) Cities and hotels, midnight check-in lights, Suitcase dreams and endless nights. Every runway casts a spell— We’re writing our names in cities and hotels. Oh, no matter where we roam, When I’m with you, I’m home. (Bridge – softer, reflective) We found a rhythm, yours and mine, Two separate lives in perfect time, Close but free, wild but true, The world gets smaller when I’m with you. (...) (Build-Up) And when we collide again— It’s like the first time, every time. (Final Chorus – bigger, driving) Cities and hotels, keys in our hands, Love that travels across the lands. From the north wind down to the swell— We’re chasing forever in cities and hotels! (Rapid-Fire City Roll – rhythmic, like in “We Didn’t Start the Fire”) Hongkong, Portugal, Dubai, Noordwijk nights go rolling by, Freudenberg, Ljubljana, Venice under summer skies, Trieste, Zagreb, Marblehead calling, Sittard, Split, hear the ocean falling, Corfu, Willemstad, Opatija shore, Acharavi wanting more, Ostende, Düsseldorf, Gouvia breeze, Brussels, Galé, Tavira, Loulé - please! (Final Tag – slow and strong) No matter where this wide world spins, It’s you and me where it begins. Cities fade but hearts don’t tell— We’re more than just miles and hotels.