Deacon Blue - When The World Is Lit By Lightning

so maybe you're standingin some foreign townyou've walked for milestill the heat slows you downand your jeans and your curlsare bleached and splitand your money and your angerare all used upmaybe i'm sorryabout the light in this placemakes my heart seem coldas the words on these pagesmaybe i'm remindedby a shop window display or a decorationlike some church candle that might just burn
'cause we're dancing under chandeliers and i'm telling youcaught in the headlights and i'm yelling it at youwhy is it girl when the world is lit by lightningthat i keep telling you that i love you

so you're ten miles outof this city at nightwhen do coloured lightsbecome paint and glass and dustand how i wonderwhat light to trustthe light of the distanceor the candle that might just burn

'cause we're dancing under chandeliers and i'm telling youcaught in the headlights and i'm yelling it at youwhy is it girl when the world is lit by lightningthat i keep telling you that i love you

seraphim and cherubimskies full of gold dustmoonshine and starlightpockets full of rainbowswindows and mirrored ballsporcelain and silverlakedance hall neons flash and swingblow out your candlesit will call you angelangelangelwhen the world knows your name

dancing under chandeliers and i'm telling youcaught in the headlights and i'm yelling it at youwhy is it girl when the world is lit by lightningthat i keep telling you that i love you

i love youi love you

'cause we're dancing under chandeliers and i'm telling youcaught in the headlights and i'm yelling it at youwhy is it girl when the world is lit by lightningthat i keep telling you that i love you