I saw mothers and farmers all dressed up in their pyjamas made of steel

Feel free to fall I'll wait outside 'cause there is no excuse for the rain

Keep me updated, keep me updated, the newspaper is older than my jokes

You're always beautiful, that's what you are - I help you up, you pull me down

Why would she be running from me, with clouds coming after us?

I only got silver smoke to fight back her sleeping cash machines

A brand new carpet to put things upon

Like wishes and notes and Burberry clothes

Shivering bodies troubled and fiery red

And twinkling toes dancing in their sleep

Dancing in their sleep

Dancing in their dreams

Dancing in their sleep

Dancing when they're free

Dancing in their sleep