i was lying in a cave in the solid rock
i was feeling pretty brave 'til the lights went off
sleep by no means comes too soon
in a valley lit by the moon
we left a little dust on his persian rug
we gathered up our clothes
in a long forgotten place
who'll be the first to run?
i was climbing up the walls
waiting for the band to start
you can say the magic words
and this is the only place that i always run from