Indiana

I see what you see

Yeah I get what you're after

Visions of something

It turns out to be

Shades of Limboland and MTV

Don't rationalise

Your sentence lies so tenderly

She was a girl who could turn you in time

Morons they wanted more, more, more

I saw her lead the dance across the floor

Amongst the flowers and ivory towers of long ago

Hey hey, hey Anja

He, hey, hey Anja

Hey, hey, hey Anja

I see what you are after

You feel it in my laughter I know

I know it's late but I don't want to go.

The fragrance and the radiance and the afterglow.

The afterglow.

I don't want to go.

Hey, hey, hey Anja

Hey, hey, hey Anja

Hey, hey, hey Anja

Oh Anja