(Originally from the album "World Of Wonders")



rays of the moon make magic in the streets of the city

all the people get strange but their faces look so pretty

the walking graffiti; survivalist bums;

even the secret police shout that you're the one

see how i miss you



every psychopath gets his own magazine these days

i just read about how i can kill in a hundred ways

but i don't want to cause anybody pain

i only want to hold you in my arms again

see how i miss you



i watch this woman in a tight sequined lizard dress --

tosses her scarlet hair like a sly caress

she got midnight voice like some beckoning saint

she got something special but you she ain't

see how i miss you



toronto, 11/85