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 again

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 once again.

All we needs is our life 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 again

All we needs is our life 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 again, again, again
Underneath the sky again