dark hair midnight eyes she s looking like it s 1995 while my steps are made of stone hers are light in air sky ooh she s looking for something she s spinning circling she s reckless she s pining she s lost lost lost in the morning dressed for night gypsy red wild flight another city calls her name where her darkened kin awaits ooh she s looking for something she s spinning circling she s reckless she s pining she s lost lost lost d e s i r e can you hear it calling 