The ancient overloaded streets
Where the morning creeps
They freak me out
I feel like a stranger in this town

Then a marching sea of troubles hit
From the underworld
But I'll walk on through
The pouring rain

Ahh, ooh-ahh, ahh ooh-ahh

Our lives are filled with empty rules
That give me a sense of nothing at all
But I'm not a stranger to my needs

While the shadows fight and play games with me
In my mind, I think of you and drift away

Speed of light, sweet feline eyes invite

Ahh, ooh-ahh, ahh ooh-ahh

On golden sand (ooh ahh)
Yeah, you said we're through (ooh ahh)
I was such a fool (ooh ahh)
But in the hard Paris rain (ooh ahh)
Oh, without a care I heard a fanfare (ooh ahh)

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Gareth Michael Coombes