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