Dark hair & midnight eyes She's looking like it's 1995 & while my steps are made of stone Hers are light in air & sky Ooh, she's looking for something She's spinning & circling She's reckless, she's pining & she's lost, lost, lost In the morning, dressed for night Gypsy red, wild flight Another city calls her name Where her darkened kin awaits Ooh, she's looking for something She's spinning & circling She's reckless, she's pining & she's lost, lost, lost D-e-s-i-r-e Can you hear it calling?