I plant the kind of kiss
that wouldn't wake a baby
on the self-same face
that wouldn't let me sleep;
and the street is singing with my feet,
and the dawn gives me a shadow I know to be taller.
All down to you, dear.
Everything has changed.
My sorry name
has made it to graffiti.
I was looking for
someone to complete me.
Not anymore, dear;
everything has changed.
When we make the moon our mirror ball
the street's an empty stage;
the city sirens - violins.
Everything has changed.
So lift off love.
We took the town to town last night.
We kissed like we invented it!
And now I know what every step is for:
to lead me to your door.
Know that while you sleep,
everything has changed.
We made the moon our mirror ball.
The street's an empty stage;
the city sirens - violins.
Everything has changed.
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