Why do I keep writing songs you can’t hear,
my lips will move
are you listening?
Why do I always keep righting your wrongs
we’ve grown so tired
and we hurry
Give us back Kyoto nights
where all is good and all is right
nothing hurts nothing hurts
where will we wake up
and who will we be
I’ll be your hat you can be my coat
Run through the London streets
nameless and free
can’t even tell if it’s raining
Give us back Kyoto nights
where all is good and all is right
nothing hurts here nothing hurts
Give us back Kyoto nights
where all is good and all is right
nothing hurts here nothing hurts
oooooooohhhhhhh