One Eye to Morocco

I don't know where

I'm goingI don't know what

I'm doingBut it feels alright

I have one eye to

MoroccoI only have to follow

Through the scented night

Conversation is fading away

The last thing

I heard you say

Was just a murmur a distant blur

Your lips are moving but

I hear no words

All daySitting alone in my room

Waiting for no-one to call me

Lost in a dream of my own

I'm drawn by this obsession

With a tantalizing vision

Of a swirling robe

I have one eye to

MoroccoBy the time

I reach tomorrow

I'll be on that road

Sweet temptation

Draws me on

Gives me the strength

To cross my

RubiconPast a point

Of no return

Ever onwards

As my bridges burn

All daySitting alone in my room

Waiting for no-one to call me

Lost in a dream of my own