I remember the time with you on the station   We were dancing on tile   it was cold, I was barefoot   It was her TV show, it was our celebration   It's criminal to let these things go by   There was light coming in, like windows on aeroplanes   It was church afternoon, we were ready for something   We are morning for good, we are laughing at evening   Slowing down   It's criminal to let these things go by   My friends will all be famous   This world cannot contain us   We'll be first time going out   and going out again   What a relief! We're all okay.