a tunnel leads to the light
what you find is mystery
the fighting is over then
peace and electricity
in the trees
dancing in the night breeze
all lit up like Christmas Eve

painting up your next bed
pictures of a thousand words
history in his head
coloring a circus herd
with a clown
dancing till the crowd leaves
all lit up like Christmas Eve

you"ll be my baby
we"ll dance untill the crowd leaves
all lit up like Christmas Eve