I knew the pathway like the back of my hand...

for intrepid travelers

whose favourite journeys

live in the gossamer transience

of human memory
or imagination...

Somewhere Only We Know

Keane

I walked across an empty land

I knew the pathway like the back of my hand

I felt the earth beneath my feet

Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

So tell me when, you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute why don't we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know?

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go, somewhere only we know

Somewhere only we know?

I came across a fallen tree

I felt the branches of it looking at me

Is this the place we used to love?

Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

So, tell me when you gonna let me in

I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute why don't we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know?

This could be the end of everything.

So why don't we go, so why don't we go?

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go, somewhere only we know,

Somewhere only we know

Somewhere only we know?

// Ma Wan Tung Wan Beach, Hong Kong //