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 my brand new heart

Stop me making sense once 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 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 again

Underneath the sky again

Underneath the sky again

Underneath the sky again

Again, again, again, again

Underneath the sky again