Underneath The Sky Of Red
Is A Storyteller Sleeping Alone
He Has No Face And He Has No Name
And His Whereabouts Are Sort Of Unknown

All He Needs Is His Life Ln A Suitcase
It Belongs To A Friend Of A Friend
And As We Drink To Ourselves
We'll Amuse Ourselves
Underneath The Sky, Underneath The Sky Again
Underneath The Sky Again

So Wish Me Away To An Unknown Place
Am I Living In A Land With No Name
I'll Be Making A Start With A Brand New Heart
Stop Me Making Sense Again

All We Need Is Our Lives In A Suitcase
They Belong To A Friend Of A Friend's
And As We Drink To Ourselves
We'll Amuse Ourselves
Underneath The Sky, Underneath The Sky Again
Underneath The Sky Again