Blue morn London Riding down the whitest hall New like a stardawn All of these streets With the shadows of the ones we've loved And the hopes that we go for Wolf like and warn You seem to show me how Show me how My love is a room My love is a open room for you Because You are iridescent My love, my love You are iridescent My love, my love Love, love, love (8) And I was homeless Caressed by the hands of god From the windows I saw All of my homes In my head a few years from now That I am open to Cause you are iridescent My love, my love You are iridescent My love, my love Love You are iridescent My love, my love