Summer in San Francisco

Kissing chlorine in the swimming pool


Out of fuel at the Phoenix motel


I slept alone again that night

And sweet dreams of Mother Ireland


And Father Albion




Sweet dream


That you'll come near, I see my future clear


And the threshold appears

And I am carrying you over, carrying you over





You come near, I see my future clear

And the threshold appears


And I am carrying you over, carrying you over




Into the hallway of our new home


Chaos outside


But I've got your back

We've got our own paradise





And we are private worlds away from

Public eyes


I say I love you more than my life


Truth completely




You come near, I see my future clear


And the threshold appears

And I am carrying you over, carrying you over





You come near, I see my future clear

And the threshold appears


And I am carrying you over, carrying me over




Into the best days of the rest days of our lives





Into the future

Carrying you over, carrying you over


Into the future

Carrying me over