Desire

Dark hair and midnight eyes

She's looking like it's 1995

And while my steps are made of stone

Hers are light in airing sky

Ooh, she's looking for something

She's spinning and circling

She's reckless, she's pining

And she's lost, lost, lost

In the morning, dressed for night

Gypsy red, [Incomprehensible] flight

Another city calls her name

Where her darkened clan awaits

Ooh, she's looking for something

She's spinning and circling

She's reckless, she's pining

And she's lost, lost, lost

D-E-S-I-R-E, can you hear it calling?

D-E-S-I-R-E, can you hear it calling?

D-E-S-I-R-E, can you hear it calling?

D-E-S-I-R-E, can you hear it calling?

Oh, can you hear it calling?