I call them late night wishes
self confidence for hire
Like my red wine mistress

my maiden of desire
who keeps staring at the stars at night
And guessing which of the above are staring back into light

I call them acts of kindness
to lie there in the grass 'till I'm completely blinded
And hope that she will ask

About the constellations and the signs
but she's too eager to observe that there's a sparkle in my eyes


Julia
Sing on the top of your lungs until you get out of line
Julia

Drink Until the morning comes or we run out of wine
I still remember you the way that we met
slowly sucking on your cigarette

I really wish that we could go back there
to that mysterious smile and your long blond hair


She calls them flights of fancy
I always seem to miss it
when we go out dancing

and make it quite explicit
Without confidence she tries
To explain the thing she's come to call the sparkle in my eyes

Julia
Sing on the top of your lungs until you get out of line
Julia

Drink until the morning comes or we run out of wine
I still remember you the way that we met
slowly sucking on your cigarette

I really wish that we could go back there to that mysterious smile

You made a classical mistake love

Never change your melody
You made a classical mistake love
Never rely on that poor excuse of a blur

that you call your memory
Oh please


I call them late night wishes
self confidence for hire
Like my red wine mistress

my maiden of desire
who keeps staring at the stars at night


Julia
Sing on the top of your lungs until you get out of line
Julia

Drink until the morning comes or we run out of wine
I still remember you the way that we met
slowly sucking on your cigarette

I really wish that we could go back there to that mysterious smile
I still remember when you first said:
you're the chamber you hope for playing Russian roulette

I still remembers thinking you were a sign
but the truth of it was we needed more wine