Oxygène

Somewhen in a past that we never even knew,
I saw Jarre in concert, and went along with you.
Standing at the front holding hand in hand.
Synthesizer sounds, time at our command.
Because I love you now, and forever when.
Oxygène is ours to share, over and again.
Undulating waveforms, mesmerising sound.
Anything is possible, when time is our playground.
The music is quite wonderful, but it's second best.
For when I'm spending time with you, I am heaven blessed.