You ask me to come over at four in the morning
The line is bad and you speak distorted adventurous words
Excited by the sunrise you said was peculiarly red
You make me feel like we are sharing a secret
The subway smells of summer and nightly adventure
The cool wind of the morning is whispering of smoke
The people on the subway are sharing the secret
I can almost touch it, it is electric
Inside me, something
Inside of me something is changing
And I'm letting go now
I will not look back
The air is still cool
The air is still cool, but I feel it
The city is on fire, the city is on fire
You meet me at the station and that's when I realize
It's early Sunday morning but no-one is sleeping
The streets are filled with people dancing, glowing
Through a golden light we are shedding every old skin
It is a leap of faith
And I will not touch ground
It is a leap of faith
And I will not touch ground