Tokyo Sky

It's just a slow progression High-speed driving north Route 95 And to the west five-dozen friends I'd like to blend my double life But it's the same old heirloom Same old bedrooms that hide our secret lives Yes it's the same old lovers, the same old covers That warm us through the night, my Tokyo sky. My Tokyo sky (x3) I miss my fornication queen My nation mourns her shortened life. And to the east my Japanese Los Angeles swings through my mind. And it's the same old doorways, the same old runways That launch us towards the sky. Yes it's the same old lovers, the same old covers That hide my double life, my Tokyo sky My Tokyo sky (x3)