Chasing your shadow,
The senses together,
Four-leafed and clever [bad word] from behind.
Chasing your shadow,
I wander in circles,
You're one in a million,
We're two of a kind.
It's you that i long for,
It's you that i hunger,
Oh you are the maker of waves in my mind.
We dance in the moonlight, [bad word] on the wire,
Drawing a fine line,
neverending love.
The fever turns slowly into a fire,
Drawing a fine line,
neverending love.
Chasing your shadow,
Moon and the water,
Field and the reaper,
Star and the sky.
Chasing your shadow,
Hammer and heartbeat,
Clay and new concrete,
I follow the signs.
It's you that i long for,
It's you that i hunger,
And you are the maker of waves in my mind.
We dance in the moonlight...