Look at your face
It`s so fortunately arranged
Don`t look back
I can assure you that you won`t like what you see
You step on my dreams
I could whisper
You intrude on me
I could whisper
You close in and I`m so uneasy
Hotel rooms, sweet dreams
Like slot machines that call it `Love love`
A coin in the hole
You young things never stay young for longe
This edge in my voice
But there`s really nothing much to say
My conscience mends
I suppose it all meant something to you.
You step on my dreams
I could whisper
You intrude on me
I could whisper
You close in and I`m so uneasy