There's a land beyond the front door Near where the bike leans And nobody sees It's like a good dream In the dark you hold me And we go slow dancing Like we're in a movie And nobody knows And nobody sees The land near where the bike leans Well darling I've got yours And darling you've got mine But the land beyond the front door Near where the bike leans Well I haven't been there In quite a few weeks I wonder if it's still there Like a dance floor waiting Or is it like everything And is it always changing Well darling I got you And darling I'll be true But we can still go dancing Near where the bike leans In another suburb In another city You can still hold my hands Behind my back Do you hear the schoolyard Oh what a beautiful soundtrack