Life In Technicolor

There's a wild wind blowing Down the corner of my street Every night there the headlights are glowing There's a cold war coming On the radio, I heard Baby, it's a violent world Oh, love, don't let me go Won't you take me where the streetlights glow I can hear it coming I can hear the siren sound Now my feet won't touch the ground Time came creeping Oh, and time's a loaded gun Every road is a ray of light It goes on Time only can lead you on Still it's such a beautiful night Oh, love, don't let me go Won't you take me where the streetlights glow I can hear it coming Like a serenade of sound Now my feet won't touch the ground Gravity, release me And don't ever hold me down Now my feet won't touch the ground