I remember the time with you on the station

We were dancing on tile

it was cold, I was barefoot

It was her TV show, it was our celebration

It's criminal to let these things go by

There was light coming in, like windows on aeroplanes

It was church afternoon, we were ready for something

We are morning for good, we are laughing at evening

Slowing down

It's criminal to let these things go by

My friends will all be famous

This world cannot contain us

We'll be first time going out

and going out again

What a relief! We're all okay.