Grey stairs beneath the moon

Tonight I'll be dreaming of you

People and rhythm instead

And there you'll be there, you'll be inside my head

Hmmm, your hands, they're on my face

Some miracle man must have shot me while I wake

I never ran fast enough for my mistakes

Would you really want me in the light of day?

That very same man shot flaws right through my face

Hmmm, your arms go around my waist

Could you have your arms around me

Could you have your arms around my heart

Oh oh