There's something in the air tonight
Something in the breeze
Wistling round the chimney stacks
Rustling through the trees
Something in the air tonight
Doesn't feel like spring
The nightengales are silent
As if told they shouldn't sing
There's something in the air tonight
Something in each gust
Something leaves us shivering
Something we don't trust
There's something in the air tonight
That's quickening our tread
Something makes us worry
Something makes us hurry to our children at home
Safely in bed
(All children accept one, grow up)
(One day when Wendy was 2 years old and she was playing in the garden)
(She plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother)
(Mrs. Darling put her hand to her heart and cried out,)
(Oh, Wendy)
(Why can't you stay like this forever)
(That was all that passed between them on that subject)
(But from that moment on)
(Wendy knew she must grow up)
(You always know after you are two)
(Two is the beginning of the end)
There's something in the air tonight
Something in the dark
Shadows in an alleyway
Voices in the park
Something feels familiar
Something we once knew
A memory is stirring
But is staying out of view
(Stop that hat)
(Somebody stop that hat, please)
(My hat, thank you)
There's something in the air tonight
Chilly for the time of year
Something in the breeze
Wind has got a bite
Whistling round the chimney stacks
I don't remember seeing stars
Rustling through the trees
Burning quite so bright
There's something in the air tonight/ something in the air tonight
Doesn't feel like spring
The nightengales are silent
As if told they shouldn't sing
There's something in the air tonight
Something in each gust
Something leaves us shivering
Something we don't trust
There's something in the air tonight
That is quickening our tread
Quickening our tread...