Hyperpunk’s Ballad In A Haunted Street

I stretch my open hands out
into the cryin’ rain
being just as I am.
Thinkin’ of you
just as you are.

I feel with open hands
the wind and the pain,
feel the tears of my friend.
Thinkin’ of her kisses and how they felt.

It’s all so very clear
whenever you are near.
It’s all so sweet and cool
how you dress and how you move.
It’s all like melting ice
when I look into your eyes.
Why do you cry?

I feel with open hands
the wind and the drivin’ rain,
feel the tears of you.
Thinkin’ of your kisses and how they felt.

The thunder is a-rollin’
through the pitch-black night.
The fire is a-burnin’ and
I know you need my smile.
You can always do it better
and tomorrow isn’t far.
O baby!

Your bosom is trembling.
Love is in your heart.
Your movements are nervous.
You want to be touched.

I stretch my open hands out
into the cryin’ rain
being just as I am.
Thinkin’ of you just as you are.

I feel with open hands
the dreams of my friend.
I send all my tender thoughts
through vacant streets to where you are.

The thunder is a-rollin’
through the pitch-black night.
The fire is a-burnin’ and
I know you need my smile.
You can always do it better
and tomorrow isn’t far.
O baby!

Your bosom is trembling.
Love is in your heart.
Your movements are nervous.
You want to be touched.

Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany