There was a banquet of believers when we walked into the room.
December days of X-mas felt like days in June.
And there were morning light and sunrise chimes echoed all around.
Now`s the time for weary minds, the moon is northern bound.

And you know I`m going back, going back to day.
Back to where I came from.
And you know I`m going back, going back to stay.
To the alleys where pearls of passion came my way.

There`s a promise in the twilight, it`s so innocent and wild.
Two hearts that break the silence, you can hear a distant cry.
And there`s emptiness and loneliness, it`s more or less the same.
Let`s rum between the raindrops, babe and catch the midnight train.

And you know I`m going back, going back to day.
Back to where I came from.
And you know I`m going back, going back to stay.
To the alleys where pearls of passion came my way.