Budapest

Stone in your fist smells like sea Refreshing old memories of your lover The haze over the hills, it's getting cold, Can't chase the time I see, it's Budapest in your eyes I see, it's Budapest in your eyes And she's falling to my arms, falling apart And your terror sails so far away Sound of a flute makes me weak Blowing soft melodies to the harbours It floats near your head, I feel it's warmth Can't breathe enough I see, it's Budapest in your eyes I see, it's Budapest in your eyes Budapest in your eyes, howling through the harbours Budapest in your eyes, blinking through the night