Over dogs barking at a passing car
And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold
Hot night -- streets are full of life
Carnival faces in Rembrandt light
And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold
Half moon shining through the blind
Paints a vision of a different kind
And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold
Wet limbs striped with silver light
Locked together at the centre of the night
And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold
Night bloom filling up the room
With the salt and musk of lovers' rich perfume
And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold
Toronto July 1983
Dance music from the corner bar Over dogs barking at a passing car And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold Hot night -- streets are full of life Carnival faces in Rembrandt light And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold Half moon shining through the blind Paints a vision of a different kind And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold Wet limbs striped with silver light Locked together at the centre of the night And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold Night bloom filling up the room With the salt and musk of lovers' rich perfume And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold Toronto July 1983 Explain Request ×
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