← Dancing On The Mountains

We were barefoot in the streets, we were sleeping on the beach
We were kings and queens of sorrow, and we never thought about tomorrow

We were skating on the ice, I was drowning in her eyes
We were freezing in the snow, and we never thought about where to go

I was scared, almost dead
When dancing on the mountains with you
I was down, but you took me high
When dancing on the mountains with you
Open up, Michelle, ’cause your home is my home as well

You were leaving with the train, you were leaving the great lake’s rain
I went following on the E45 highway
Ten thousand miles away in Seattle or in outer space
The winter sun woke me up for some brighter days
I read books rarely, but I often went to libraries
You loved the temporary part at contemporary art galleries

You were long gone, I looked so dumb
When dreaming of the mountains with you
I was high, but now I’m down
When dreaming of the mountains with you
Still wondering why I left my hometown
’Cause your blooming heart keeps my wheels spinning around

Put your heart in my loving arms
And your breasts against my chest
Your heart will bloom in the loving gloom
And the winter keeps us near in this damp room

Put your heart in my loving arm
And your breasts against my chest
Your heart will bloom in the loving gloom
And the winter keeps us near in this damp room
And only God can know when the sun will thaw the snow