Cheap city lights
Jaundice the nights
While miracles dance in the alleys
The Earth cartwheels
Behind the suns back
It's feet far from the ground

Amidst our screams of pleasure it could not be found
Amidst our screams of pleasure

Some sort of strange geometry
Where the light from her body hits
Ricochets off
And cavorting in his eyes
Until she grew sick of the world

And started to dance in his eyelids
She started to dance in his eyelids
And growing sick of the world
She started to dance in his eyes

When will the rains come?
When will the rains come, and... wash
When will the rains come?
When will the rains come and
Wash the dust from our eyes
Wash the dust from our lives
And wash the dust from our eyes
Wash the dust from our lives

Whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah

Cheap city lights
Jaundice the nights
As miracles dance in the alleys
As miracles dance, as miracles
Dance in the alleys
As miracles dance, as miracles
Dance in the alleys

And growing sick of the world
They started to dance in our eyes
And growing sick of the world
They started to dance in our eyes

When will the rains come?
When will the rains come, and...
When will the rains come?
When will the rains come and
Wash the dust from our eyes
It'll wash the dust from our lives
And wash the dust from our eyes
It'll wash the dust from our lives

Whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah