Album: other songs

Tar Beach

Summer´s comin´ I can feel the heat
We´ll burn like butter on the hot concrete
Desperation on the city street
Let´s drag our blanket up to Tar Beach

Suntan lotion and a cherry coke
There ain´t no ocean but we seem to float
Radio´s playing our song - up on the roof
Somehow dreams don´t seem so outa reach
When we make magic up on Tar Beach

Tar Beach - it may not be an island paradise
Tar Beach - it may not be a sunset on the bay
It´s right here in the middle of the madness
But oh so far away

So don´t be hanging round the candy store
And don´t go hitchin´ to the Jersey shore
It may be sticky and hot, but honey, it´s ours
Just you and me above the penthouse suite
It´s a private party up on Tar Beach

Tar Beach - it may not be an island paradise
Tar Beach - it may not be a sunset on the bay
It´s right here in the middle of the madness
But oh so far away

And late in September when the air is cool
We´ll stop and remember what we used to do

So, honey let me show ya what I´m livin´ for
It´s one story higher than the very top floor
Heaven´s waiting up a fire escape
Up on the roof
So fly with me above the city streets
And we´ll spend summer up on Tar Beach

Tar Beach - it may not be an island paradise
Tar Beach - it may not be a sunset on the bay
It´s right here in the middle of the madness
But oh so far away