Lyrics:

It's four in the morning and I'm praying for rain
A boom crash crazy, running through my veins
With your thin white lips and your hair so red
I need to climb inside your pretty head

I, I, I-I-I, I want you
I, I, I-I-I, You know I do

I know that you're a Sunday child
A boom crash baby [?]
I'm looking at you through telescope
I get high on love or get high on hope

But I, I, I-I-I, I want you
I, I, I-I-I, You know I do

When the party's over and your make-up's run
A boom crash baby, we can speak of love
But from now until that time I will be your sacrifice

But I, I, I-I-I, I want you
I, I, I-I-I, You know I do