Dark hair & midnight eyes
She's looking like it's 1995
And while my steps are made of stone
Hers are light in air & sky
Ooh, she's looking for something
She's spinning & circling
She's reckless, she's pining
And she's lost, lost, lost
In the morning, dressed for night
Gypsy red, wild flight
Another city calls her name
Where her darkened kin awaits
Ooh, she's looking for something
She's spinning & circling
She's reckless, she's pining
And she's lost, lost, lost
D-e-s-I-r-e
Can you hear it calling?