Letras
In the shadow of a giant hand
I'm a singer in a band
I got you holed above everyone
Well, you just gotta move, don't ya
When you got nothing to prove
You'll be lead into the lamplight, though
Light'll cut you to your bone
Lily-white black in a garden
Darn smart little one
They're washing bossa novas in the wind
Now a larger machine
Has got the traffic of a turnpike
In the city of a car light rain
Flares flashing every color of your dream
The isolated drizzle down
To the backroad out of town
A gateway through the fog
To heaven's door
Where the sky is bleeding
A zillion stars to light your train
A million moving searchlights slow
Dance across the ocean
Towards you, the horizon of my dreams
The sky is speaking
A zillion stars to listen up
Oh, from here to kingdom come
Love has got you on the run
From here to kingdom come
Love has got you on the run
From here to kingdom come