Testo di Nevada

Should you always be a mystery I'd be lost in daydreams constantly Out of reach, strung out like yesterday Close your eyes and watch me drift away. Somewhere in between the speeding cars I was born beneath a shooting star In the morning sun they sold me Electric hours of fun needlessly Promise me, promise me You'll never wait for me There in the vacant light Don't say a prayer for me Tell them I've got somewhere I have to go That I wished on a star I'll be back by the end of the show Should you ever drift into the parade I'll be the first in line to be saved And after all know one really knows this desert wind Or which way it blows Come out tonight and realise Here upon my restless sunken eyes We can sleep till night comes calling And stop this sky of lights from falling in Promise me, promise me...