We're coming close to sunrise Lights burn red in your streets Stay faithful I'm sure of these feelings We're coming close to sunrise Lights burn red in your streets Stay faithful I'm sure of these feelings
[chorus] When the world is no longer watching When the world is no longer watching Stay faithful to your drug When the world is no longer watching When the world is no longer watching Stay faithful to your drug
People sell themselves There's a fashion to their smiles You often need comfort Raising my eyes to you People sell themselves There's a fashion to their smiles You often need comfort Raising my eyes to you