Here's the shoulder
For your sleepy head,
Here's the fingers
For your tired hand;
We're not allowed to
Cut out these lonely days,
But why don't we break the law
And do it anyway?
Let's make a hole
Through the time,
Anyway we know
That in fact it's not a crime.
Anyway the sun
Will leave this day,
So let's calm down
And make some love again.
Here's the lips
To heal your wound,
Here's the tears
To restore your ruins;
We're not allowed to
Live in embrace,
But why don't we break the law
And lay face to face?
Let's run away
From those dead trains
An sink in the clouds
That'll take us anyway.
Anyway the sun
Will leave this day,
So let's calm down
And make some love again.