Blinded in the night by stunning murderous lights,
from passing cars, the pupils of my eyes shrunk to pinheads,
and after I waited a hundred years in these streets so black and white;
you come sauntering into view.
Blinded in the night and by stunning murderous lights,
kicking old cans around and abandoned as a rudderless ship,
I’ve lost my mind, I loved you and even worse;
you come sauntering into view
Blinded by the night and stunning murderous light.
Should we love life or just observe its passing?
Of those nights we smoked joints there’s almost nothing left
just the ashes in the morning.
On this train so full of life’s confusions,
at the next station, little European,
finally show your hand, put it there beneath my heart.
Blinded in the night by stunning murderous lights,
One last roll of the dice, a wager to the death.
And after I waited a hundred years In these streets so black and white;
you come sauntering into view