Miami

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 --- Miami - Counting Crows