Where Are You Tonight?

Mmm, mmm. Hmm, mm. You're a silver

screen dream, living scenes I can't touch. Private jets and late-night calls,

you've seen so much. A renaissance soul with the world at your feet,

and I'm just a heartbeat that's meant to meet yours. What could a

woman like me ever give to a man who's had ten thousand lives to

live? All I can offer is all that I am, if you would

just take my hand. Where are you tonight? Under foreign stars

or neon lights? Could you love me though we've never met? Could you miss