

(ooh-yeah) (mhmmm) Rain on the glass,
shadows on the floor
We don't need the world outside anymore
Two glasses warm,
under yellow light
No rush at all,
we own the night
This is our private view
(our
private view) Nothing to prove to you
(nothing to prove)
Just the rain
falling down
And the slow
beat of the town (mhmmm-yeah)
Time moves slow
when we close the door
Your velvet touch, I couldn't ask for more
Far below us, the city lights fade
In this quiet room that we made
This is our private view
(our private view)
Nothing to prove to
you
(nothing to prove)
Just the rain
falling down
And the slow
beat of the town
Our private view... (view...)