Из альбома: Pictures at Eleven
Slow dancer, ooh no answers for you
New moves to see
Oh fast talkers in dark corners, for you
New words to hear
Oh sly glances, ooh half chances, for you
The eye that sees
When sun slips from the day
And the coolness brings relief
Theres no torment neath the stars
In the stillness of the night
When the swirling has to cease
Behind the safety of the veil
In high places, darkened faces so indifferent
In days to be
Oh lost race, no more loser, only winners
Return to see
New order can't be altered when the eyes
Refuse to see
When sun slips from the day
And the coolness brings relief
Theres no torment neath the stars
In the stillness of the night
When the swirling has to cease
Behind the safety of the veil
Soft spoken, never could be
Hearts leapin', hopes reachin'
To the heights, to the heights,
The signs to see