Letra de Cobalt Blue
Desert wind in a telephone box Dial my numbers up Picks my locks Picks his kind To go and mingle in my mindHere I am on the edge of every town You read my fortunes up You lead it down Lead me to land Let it run right through my handAnd its nothing Nothing you could know Let it go Nothing really that you could knowMotel bar, the dirty sulky moon Turn my head up Let it all cocoon Let it go Nothing really we could knowAnd its nothing Nothing you could know Let it go Nothing really that you could know