

(ooh-ooh-ooh) Lost among the shelves downtown
Dusty books we finally found
Then we walked through the galleries,
quiet and wide Underneath the painted dome,
side by side
I see the lights of Omaha
Our coffee cups are growing cold (ooh-ooh-ah)
Underneath the Nebraska sky
Watching all the wolves go by at the zoo
Finding love and finding you
Every street is shining brand new
Morning fog on brick and stone
With you I never feel alone
We share a warm espresso cup
And watch the sleepy world
wake up
Underneath the Nebraska sky
Watching all the wolves go by at the zoo
Finding love and finding you
Every street is shining brand new
These nights in Omaha... (ah-ah-ah)