Life In Technicolor II

There's a wild wind blowing
Down the corner of my street
Every night there, the headlights are glowing
There's a cold war coming
On the radio, I heard
Baby, it's a violent world

Oh, love, don't let me go
Won't you take me where the street lights glow?
I can hear it coming
I can hear the silent sound
Now my feet won't touch the ground

Time came-a-creeping
Oh and time's a loaded gun
Every road is a ray of light
It goes o-o-o-o-o-o-on
Time only can lead you on, still it's
Such a beautiful night

Oh, love, don't let me go
Won't you take me where the street lights glow?
I can hear it coming
Like a serenade of sound
Now my feet won't touch the ground

Ohh, ohh, ohh

Gravity, release me
And don't ever hold me down
Now my feet won't touch the ground...
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