From that blue horizon where the wind blows
where the deal deciders run on dynamos
make play with our ambitions charge our vanities
then track us in the slipstream of a cool breeze

Well you've got to be crazy love
yes you've got to be a dream
to mean what you mean
what you mean to me

From what dreamhorse dancing did you set my soul alive
heal the wounds that promised always to survive
you made my isolation seem so self imposed
following a life of crime in second-hand clothes

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Can you hold me hold me with your eyes
then kiss my memory alive like fire flies
come on take me raving down your city streets
down a dark back alley to your cool sheets

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