After Hours Home

Fluorescent hallways, thirty stories high

I sweep the shadows of a New York sky

You're at your desk again,

chasing that dream

Shared paper cups and a quiet steam (mhmm)

When the city's fast asleep

And the promises we keep

Are just whispers in the halls we share

In the quiet of the night

Underneath the office light

We found a home in the silence there

Your tears fell down

when the promotion slipped away

No words of wisdom,

I just stayed

You found my past beneath the dust of old keys

And begged me play my forgotten melodies

When the city's fast asleep

And the promises we keep

Are just whispers in the halls we share

In the quiet of the night

Underneath the office light

We found a home in the silence there Now London's calling for

the life you fought to make A ticket booked for the morning

break

And though my hands stay on this New York floor I play

the keys like I never did before (ohh-ohh)

When you're across the deep blue sea

I hope you'll still remember me

And the quiet hours we used to share

Across the ocean wide

Underneath a foreign light

You'll carry home, I'll still be there (always)

Just a janitor and a dream

In the quiet steam

(sweet dreams)