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