I saw mothers and farmers all dressed up in their pyjamas made of steel
Feel free to fall I'll wait outside 'cause there is no excuse for the rain
Keep me updated, keep me updated, the newspaper is older than my jokes
You're always beautiful, that's what you are - I help you up, you pull me down
Why would she be running from me, with clouds coming after us?
I only got silver smoke to fight back her sleeping cash machines
A brand new carpet to put things upon
Like wishes and notes and Burberry clothes
Shivering bodies troubled and fiery red
And twinkling toes dancing in their sleep
Dancing in their sleep
Dancing in their dreams
Dancing in their sleep
Dancing when they're free
Dancing in their sleep