There was a banquet of believers when we walked into the room.
December days of Christmas felt like days in June.
And there were morning lights, and sunrise chimes echoed all around.
Now`s the time for weary minds, the moon is northern bound.
And you know I`m going back, going back today.
Back to where I came from. And you know I`m going back,
going back to stay.
To the alleys where pearls of passion came my way.
Well there`s a promise in the twilight, it`s so innocent and wild.
Two hearts that break the silence, you can hear a distant cry.
And there`s emptiness and loneliness, it`s more or less the same.
Well let`s run between the raindrops, babe,
and catch the midnight train.
And you know I`m going back, going back today.
Back to where I came from. And you know I`m going back,
going back to stay. To the alleys where pearls of passion came my way.
And you know I`m going back, going back today.
Back to where I came from. And you know I`m going back,
going back to stay. To the alleys where pearls of passion came my way.
And you know I`m going back, going back today.
Back to where I came from. And you know I`m going back,
going back to stay. To the alleys where pearls of passion came my way.
Came my way...