It tasted like a Sweet Wine
Talk about the dream time
Is it always going to be fine
One hundred days tonight
And just like the fire, our only desire
To party when the moons out
Take a good look now
Cause' when I find it, I will decide then
And I hope you don't mind no wasted time here
Like forward thinking people
And people who don't think at all
The voices scream in my head are not my friends
Cause' I'm alive
So run away
We'll dance again