Lemon, see through in the sunlight
She wore lemon but never in the daylight
She??â??â??s gonna make you cry
She??â??â??s gonna make you whisper and moan
When you??â??â??re dry she draws her water from the stoneAnd I feel like I??â??â??m slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under
And I feel like I??â??â??m holding onto nothingShe wore lemon to colour in the cold, grey night
She had heaven and she held on so tightA man makes a picture, a moving picture
Through light projected he can see himself up close
A man captures colour, a man likes to stare
He turns his money into light to look for herAnd I feel like I??â??â??m drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel like I??â??â??m swimming out to herMidnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day beginsA man builds a city with banks and cathedrals
A man melts the sands so he can see the world outside
You??â??â??re gonna meet her there
A man makes a car
She??â??â??s your destination
And builds a road to run them on
You gotta get to her
A man dreams of leaving
She??â??â??s imagination
But he always stays behindAnd these are the days when our work has come asunder
And these are the days when we look for something otherAnd I feel like I??â??â??m drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel like I??â??â??m swimming out to her |
