From Brooklyn Bridge to Saint Petersburg Every border and boudoir around the world From the Bull Run to the Renaissance Through Reformation, the Cold War, Vietnam I'm the movement in the corner Of your eye The shadow In the dead of the night I'm the figure In the edge Of your dreams I'm waiting For you To notice me You know my dear I'll never turn away Forget your voice Avoid your case I'll be there Behind your shoulder I love you more As you grow older To a sunny day Or a starlit night We'll come together, babe You and I And you'll look Into my face And lose yourself In my embrace No one loves you Like I do Nobody I love you(x3) To death
From Brooklyn Bridge to Saint Petersburg Every border and boudoir around the world From the Bull Run to the Renaissance Through Reformation, the Cold War, Vietnam I'm the movement in the corner Of your eye The shadow In the dead of the night I'm the figure In the edge Of your dreams I'm waiting For you To notice me You know my dear I'll never turn away Forget your voice Avoid your case I'll be there Behind your shoulder I love you more As you grow older To a sunny day Or a starlit night We'll come together, babe You and I And you'll look Into my face And lose yourself In my embrace No one loves you Like I do Nobody I love you(x3) To death
