Lemon ( Perfecto Mix )
Lemon, see through in the sunlight
She wore lemon never in the daylight
She's gonna make you cry
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
When you're dry she draws her water from the stone
But I feel like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under
But I feel like I'm holding onto nothing
She wore lemon to color in the cold gray night
She had heaven and she held on so tight
A man makes a picture, a moving picture
Through light projected, he can see himself up close
A man captures color, man likes to stare
He turns money into light to look for her
And I feel like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel like I'm swimming out to her
Midnight is where the day begins
A man builds a city with banks and cathedrals
A man melts the sand so he can see the world outside
A man makes a car and builds roads to run them on
A man dreams of leaving but he always stays behind
And these are the days
When our work has come asunder
And these are the days
When we look for something other
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
These are the days
When our work has come asunder
And these are the days
When we look to each other
Midnight, hey there summer love
Midnight, sound your pipe pete
Midnight, the day begins in love