Sahara Gold

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
 Animal grins and wild shining eyes
 Laughing and shouting we're a hundred storeys high
 And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold