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Text: Peter Murphy. Hit Song.

Walking in the street, breath the only friend
Strangers pass me by, I'm moving, moving with the wind
Inside me now, the gold, the gold at rainbows end
Stranger to myself, a stranger, stranger till the end

Behind the closed door, the one we painted green
To remind me of the perfect plan

Wash my face in fields of green
Take me to the stars for free
Point me to the high wire, wire call
Wake me true and wake me all

Walk me in the street, take me to a view on high
To an empire state tease, tease and bake me dry
Swerve and turn on me melt me, melt me to the wall
Like an unspent fortune, I'm running, running with the call

Behind the closed door, the one we painted green
To remind me of the perfect plan

Wash my face in fields of green
Take me to the stars for free
Point me to the high wire call
Wake me true and wake me all

Wash my face in fields of green
Take me to the stars for free
Point me to the high wire call
Wake me true and wake me all