

(ooooh) (aaaaah) Morning mist on 10th
Street,
paper cup in hand
We watched the city waking up,
exactly like we planned
Walking past the coffee shops,
laughter in the cold
Underneath the brick facade,
a quiet magic takes hold
Oh, these nights in Omaha
Walking beneath the Great Plains sky
Lost inside the zoo and the downtown lights
Just you and I
(sky high)
We found the hidden green dome,
safe from autumn wind
Moving through the glass house where the wild things begin Later in
the dim light
of a Benson corner bar
Humming to a jukebox tune
beneath a neon star
And the world fades out in a quiet hum
Just the two of us under the winter moon (ahhhhh)
Oh, these nights in Omaha
Walking beneath the Great Plains sky
Lost inside the zoo and the downtown lights
Just you and I
(sky high)
Nights in Omaha...
(ooh, ooh, ooh)
Just
you and
I...