Sweet little girl
I prefer
You behind the wheel
And me the passenger
Drive
I'm yours to keep
Do what you want
I'm going cheap
Tonight
Sweet little girl
I prefer
You behind the wheel
And me the passenger
Drive
I'm yours to keep
Do what you want
I'm going cheap
Tonight
Reach out and touch faith.
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares.
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers.
Someone who's there.
We're damaged people,
Praying for something,
That doesn't come from somewhere deep inside us...
Depraved souls,
Trusting in the one thing,
The one thing that this life has not denied us...
In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here
Your favourite innocence
Your favourite prize
Your favourite smile
Your favourite slave
All I ever wanted,
All I ever needed,
Is here in my arms.
Words are very unnecessary,
They can only do harm.
Let's have a black celebration,
Black celebration,
Tonight.
To celebrate the fact
That we've seen the back
Of another black day.
Belief is the way,
The way of the innocent.
And when I say «innocent»
I should say «naive».
In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here
Your favourite innocence
Your favourite prize
Your favourite smile
Your favourite slave