The tags on the city walls The colour, the fight Ambition so tall Remind me of you The frost in the morning The steel birds in flight The reluctant dawn Reminds me of you You hold your cards so close to your chest That I give up the question no more I let you unfold I wanted to write you a letter or two But the words wouldn't stay on the page Oh, cling to an age Oh-oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh-oh... (I wish you were here) (Wish you were here, wish you were here) (I wish you were here) (Wish you were here, wish you were here) (I wish you were here) (Wish you were here, wish you were here) The first storm of spring time A season so new I will think of you I will hope for you The risk in your continents The sun in your eyes Well, I dream of you My dreams are of you If art is the question that made us look twice At all that is building inside What would you say? Oh-oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh-oh...