Life in Technicolor

There's a wild wind blowing

Down the corner of my street

Every night there the headlights are glowing

There's a cold war coming

On the radio, I heard

Baby, it's a violent world

Oh, love, don't let me go

Won't you take me where the streetlights glow

I can hear it coming

I can hear the siren sound

Now my feet won't touch the ground

Time came creeping

Oh, and time's a loaded gun

Every road is a ray of light

It goes on

Time only can lead you on

Still it's such a beautiful night

Oh, love, don't let me go

Won't you take me where the streetlights glow

I can hear it coming

Like a serenade of sound

Now my feet won't touch the ground

Gravity, release me

And don't ever hold me down

Now my feet won't touch the ground