In a city of cream, we’re floating by
like creeps and tars under neon skies
in colours of green, scarlet and blue
she’s taking my hand… leading me to…
A secret room, I can feel her breath
her body is tanned, my head in a mess
the flavour is sweet, God given bright
Master of intelligence won’t find me tonight
All these beautiful faces, taking me places
leaving me spaceless…
All these beautiful faces, taking me places
I’m coming home…
In a stretched out car, on a low side street
she’s pulling me close, to make me complete
the colour is green, turning to red
her fingers are crossed over my head…
All these beautiful faces, taking me places
Leaving me spaceless…
I’m coming home… tonight…
In a city of cram, we’re floating by
like creeps and tarts under neon skies
All these beautiful faces, taking me places
leaving me spaceless…
All this beautiful faces, taking me places
leaving me spaceless…
I’m coming home tonight