It lets the player take control
And the tempo's changing the compliancy
And you put out what you put in
We awoke on the edge of this winter
Everyday my love
The ice melts off and flows in like a song
The beat moves on itself
Move the speakers how they're told
When I come home
The record plays but the needles old
The beat moves on itself
Crazy, crazy days are gone
When I come home
Crazy, crazy days are gone
Everyday my love
To make us march for something more

When I come home
The beat moves on itself
We awoke at the edge of a summer
And we're finally alone
The beat moves on itself
Music is a sedative

The needle finds the groove to free us tonight
Crazy, crazy days are gone
New days began to stretch their legs

No one walks out on the tightrope today my love

I'm caught in your arms safe from a morning