One Eye to Morocco

I don't know where I'm going

I don't know what I'm doing

But it feels alrightI have one eye to Morocco

I only have to follow

Through the scented nightConversation is fading away

The last thing I heard you say

Was just a murmur a distant blur

Your lips are moving but I hear no wordsAll day

Sitting alone in my room

Waiting for no-one to call me

Lost in a dream of my ownI'm drawn by this obsession

With a tantalizing vision

Of a swirling robeI have one eye to Morocco

By the time I reach tomorrow

I'll be on that roadSweet temptation

Draws me on

Gives me the strength

To cross my RubiconPast a point

Of no return

Ever onwards

As my bridges burnAll day

Sitting alone in my room

Waiting for no-one to call me

Lost in a dream of my own