It's fifteen to five. I'm still wide awake. Something's on my mind, I can't hide away. There's a sandy road down a single track, I left home again. And the chance's that I won't be back for some time, babe.
Deborah Conway, Scott Cutler and Dorland Bray. Ever since I saw you. I can't close my eyes. Without your face appearing there. And that scares me. All the best intentions.