Getting quite sleepy but you held the door

Don't waste no time the streets are on fire
The light from your eyes asks me for more
Hold out your arms, yes, it's called Desire
Getting quite sleepy but you held the door
Getting quite sleepy but you held the door
Hold out your arms, yes, it's called Desire
Don't waste no time, the streets are on fire
The light from your eyes asks me for more, asks me for more
Come find me there, I'm anywhere
Means something to you when you are locked in New York City
Who will it be to silence the storms?
Getting quite sleepy but you held the door
I will be in the garden beneath the tree line, make a bee line

The light from your eyes asks me for more, asks me for more

Rolling down hills and climbing up trees
Don't waste no time the streets are on fire
Don't waste no time the streets are on fire
Who will it be to bring on the organs, the violins, the charms?
The light from your eyes asks me for more
Hold out your arms, yes, it's called Desire
Hold out your arms, yes, it's called Desire