I find you in the morning
After dreams of distant signs
You pour yourself over me
Like the sun through the blindsYou lift me up
And get me out
Keep me walking
But never shoutHold the secret close
I hear you sayYou know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you outIt spits you out
When you desire
To conquer it
To feel you're higherTo follow it
You must be clean
With mistakes
That you do meanMove the heart
Switch the pace
Look for what seems out of placeOn and on it goes
Calling like a distant wind
Through the zero hour we'll walk
We'll cut the thick and break the thin
No sound to break no moment clear
When all the doubts are crystal clear
Crashing hard into the secret windYou know the way
It twists and turns
Changing color
Spinning yarnsYou know the way
It leaves you dry
It cuts you up
And takes you highYou know the way
It's painted gold
Is it honey
Is it goldYou know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you outOh, cuts you up
Oh, cuts you up
Oh, cuts you up
Oh, la la la la la la la laYou know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you outIt spits you out
When you desire
To conquer it
To feel you're higherTo follow it
You must be clean
With mistakes
That you do meanMove the heart
Switch the pace
Look for what
Seems out of placeOh, cuts you up
Oh, cuts you upIt's o.k.
It goes this way
The line is thin
It twists awayCuts you up
And spits you out
Keeps you walking
But never shoutOh
Oh
Songwriters
PETER JOHN MURPHY, PAUL STATHAMPublished by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group