Saw it all in your eyes
Crossed and shining, through your endless lane
It's not a sign but a dirty question left unanswered
Where's my conscience, she's gone dancing
But I still can't explain
Woah baby, you gotta hear the song that I'm queueing
Woah baby, you've got it going on, got it going on
Saw it all in our time
Now you've been choking, I'm still walking now
It's a state of mind that leaves the lonely shot unanswered
Where's my conscience, she's still dancing
And I still can't explain
Woah baby, you gotta hear the song that I'm queueing
Woah baby, you've got it going on, got it going on
Woah baby, you gotta hear the song that I'm queueing
Woah baby, you've got it going on, got it going on
And you don't need to find me
And you don't need to find me
And you don't need to find me
