Lyrics:

''An Architect''s Dream''Watching the painter paintingAnd all the time, the light is changingAnd he keeps paintingThat bit there, it was an accidentBut he''s so pleasedIt''s the best mistake, he could makeAnd it''s my favourite pieceIt''s just greatThe flick of a wristTwisting down to the hipsSo the lovers begin, with a kissIn a trystIt''s just a smudgeBut what it becomesIn his hands...Curving and sweepingRising and reachingI could feel what he was feelingLines like these have got to beAn architect''s dreamIt''s always the sameWhenever he works on a pavementIt starts to rainAnd all the timeThe light is changing