Dream lover, I know someone's idea of fun. You, me, thorns, Thorn City. Lovers on the run. Lovers on the run. Haunted starlight, it gets in your eyes, Grabs hold of us and turns us around. All the signs say you're in for a surprise. All the signs are saying 'This Way To Town'. All the signs are saying 'This Way'. You're sick in bed. You're sick in the head. You'd love a dog to play dead. You'd love a dog to play dead. I think I used to be more fun... Oh shit, here comes the sun... Oh shit, here comes the sun... Look, here comes the sun... Now here comes the sun And lovers on the run... And lovers on the run... And lovers on the run... Dream lover, I know...