Standing on a corner with stars in my crown
i knew it was time to get our of that town
where illusions were dead just like darlings of mine
i had to kill them in order to make something shine
people were talking
a language unknown to me
and i felt i was walking
at least to a certain degree
my feet were under me
but not my command
to prove my love i thought i'd write you a song
and it would not be too short and it would not be too long
in the chorus i would use the word radio
so that it could be played on the radio
i would also have used the words dance floor
or dj so he could play it on the dance floor
and you wouldn't be able to escape from my love
but if we stop being cynical
and speak with real intent
we could hope for a miracle
right in this moment of our lives
and then get our of here
together you and i
oh if we took away some filters of irony
and used steel would it be a catastrophe?
it would be stainless just like our relationship
and our song would play on and on
we could live in a place where illusions are alive
and work really hard but do more than survive
we'd be able to escape from the darkness
but if we stop being cynical
and speak with real intent
we could hope for a miracle
right in this moment of our lives
and then get our of here
together you and i
but if we stop being cynical
and speak with real intent
we could hope for a miracle
right in this moment of our lives
and then get our of here
together you and i
and let's hope for a miracle
happening in our little world
we could stop being cynical
for just one moment of our lives