artist: blue öyster cult

genre: rock

album: mirrors

:lyrics

Maybe And maybe I won't Maybe you bought your ticket going back to Detroit Air-o-plains make strangers of us all Give us distance Much to easily Jim says some destines should not be delivered But you and I see now Baby That still they are Winning it makes losers of us all Gives us distance Much to easily

Well I wrap myself in cities I've traveled I wrap myself in dreams I wrap myself in solitude But I wish I could wrap myself in thee

Tonight it's hot Without you tomorrow be cold Winter will come along Driven by snow Love it makes strangers of us all When we fall Oh so thoughtlessly

Well I wrap myself in cities I've traveled I wrap myself in dreams I wrap myself in solitude But I wish I could wrap myself in thee Once we breathe the breath Of sweet surrender Pure, pure air of air Filled our atmosphere But night it makes stars of us all until we fall For everyone to see

Well I wrap myself in cities I've traveled I wrap myself in dreams I wrap myself in strangers arms But I wish I could wrap myself in thee

Well I wrap myself in cities I've traveled I wrap myself in dreams I wrap myself in solitude But I wish I could wrap myself in thee