dark clouds

I think we need a holiday
A week or two in Mexico
The two of us We'll leave the fools at home
Away from all the heartache
And the troubles that we've suffered, in the last two weeks
Although they felt like years
We'll be free No-one to bother you or me
Down in old Mexico, let your inhibitions go
Dark clouds drift away to reveal , the sunshine
Dark clouds drift away to reveal, the sunshine
Two lovers in a cage, rapped and ever so afraid to step outside
From the world we hide
The street life and the bright lights blind their eyes and