Mark Ivan Band Jazz In The Air
We’re Flying In across the Agean Sea
To a land who’s people lost their way
And the water shines with mother of pearl
And the waves come crashing down with a swirl
And the sky’s are brighter and clear every day.
Chorus
The Jazz falls and flows on the streets here at night
Shall we stop and play, Shall we wait, move and sway,
All through the night.
Cool fragrance that hangs in the air at night
Tell me we’re not living more
Makes me really wanna live some more
V2
Bathing with the beauty of a Goddess
Eating on the mountains with the Kings
Gliding through the air over clear waters
The mysteries of the deep are coming clear
The treasures of our own life are coming true.
