On the roof, it's peaceful
as can be
And there the world below
don't bother me, no, no
So when I come home feeling
tired and beat
I'll go up where the air is
fresh and sweet
I'll get far away from the
hustling crowd
And all the rat-race noise
down in the street
On the roof, that's the only
place I know
Look at the city, baby
Where you just have to wish
to make it so
Let's go up on the roof
And at night the stars they
put on a show for free
And, darling, you can share
it all with me
That's what I said
Keep on telling you
That right smack dab in the
middle of town
I found a paradise that's
troubleproof
And if this old world starts
a getting you down
There's room enough for two
Up on the roof...
Marco Giunco |
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