In a city of cream, we’re floating by   like creeps and tars under neon skies   in colours of green, scarlet and blue   she’s taking my hand… leading me to…   A secret room, I can feel her breath   her body is tanned, my head in a mess   the flavour is sweet, God given bright   Master of intelligence won’t find me tonight   All these beautiful faces, taking me places   leaving me spaceless…   All these beautiful faces, taking me places   I’m coming home…   In a stretched out car, on a low side street    she’s pulling me close, to make me complete   the colour is green, turning to red   her fingers are crossed over my head…   All these beautiful faces, taking me places   Leaving me spaceless…   I’m coming home… tonight…   In a city of cram, we’re floating by   like creeps and tarts under neon skies   All these beautiful faces, taking me places   leaving me spaceless…   All this beautiful faces, taking me places    leaving me spaceless…   I’m coming home tonight