Desire
Alela Diane, Tom Bevitori
Dark hair & midnight eyes
She's looking like it's 1995
& while my steps are made of stone
Hers are light in air & sky
Ooh, she's looking for something
She's spinning & circling
She's reckless, she's pining
& she's lost, lost, lost
In the morning, dressed for night
Gypsy red, wild flight
Another city calls her name
Where her darkened kin awaits
Ooh, she's looking for something
She's spinning & circling
She's reckless, she's pining
& she's lost, lost, lost
D-e-s-i-r-e
Can you hear it calling?