Moonland

When I came up from out of the meat-locker
 The city was gone
 The sky was full of lights
 The snow provides a silent cover
 In moonland
 Under the stars
 Under the snow
 And I followed this car
 And I followed that car
 Through the sand
 Through the snow
 I turn on the radio
 I listen to the DJ
 And it must feel nice
 It must feel nice to know
 That somebody needs
 And everything moves slow
 Under the stars
 Under the ash
 Through the sand
 And the night drifts in
 The snow provides a silent cover
 And I'm not your favourite lover
 I turn on the radio
 And it must feel nice
 Well, very very nice to know
 That somebody needs you
 And the chilly wind blows
 Under the snow
 Under the stars
 The whispering DJ
 On the radio
 The whispering DJ
 On the radio
 I'm not your favourite lover
 I'm not your favourite lover
 And it must feel nice
 To leave no trace
 (No trace at all)
 But somebody needs you
 Ad that somebody is me
 Under the stars
 Under the snow
 Your eyes were closed
 You were playing with the buttons on your coat
 In the back of that car
 In moonland
 Under the stars
 In moonland
 I followed that car