| Somewhere in a sunset room
|
| Oh, somewhere in a sunset room
|
| We’ll share our new religion
|
| Dine on rose and apricot
|
| And we won’t count the hours or days
|
| And we’ll dance until we can’t
|
| Ah, somewhere in a sunset room
|
| It’s like a portal to another world
|
| We have no need for clothes or shoes
|
| And without words
|
| Convince me you’re not counterfeit
|
| And I’ll show you what I’m made of
|
| We’ll have breakfast of chocolate and velvet
|
| Brush off the dust of sleepy memory
|
| We’ve awakened in a sunset room
|
| We own, we own the sun and the moon
|
| Oh, somewhere in a sunset room
|
| We’re craving winter, we’ve lost the afternoon
|
| We’re dreaming on clouds of saffron silk
|
| Bathed in a golden light, defying gravity
|
| Oh, so completely
|
| Oh, oh, so completely
|
| Oh, oh, oh
|
| Oh, somewhere in a sunset room
|
| It’s like a portal to another world
|
| We have no need, we have no need for clothes or shoes
|
| I’ll show you
|
| Yes, I’ll show you what I’m made of
|
| Yes, I will
|
| I’m gonna show you what I’m made of
|
| Yes, I will
|
| Yes, I will
|
| I’m gonna show you what I’m made of |