Lassie Come Home [1992 Remix] Alphaville

[Verse 1]
Lonely boy gazing on the afternoon
People drifting 'cross the surface of the twilight day
There's a Little Yellow Man, standing by the railway station
Painting portraits on the brickwalls of Billie Holloway
Lovely Lady, S. M. I. L. E
Dance, my dear, I'm only operating on "Lassie Come Home"
"This was authentic you" she spoke
"this was authentic you who blew (me cold)"
He had no chance to realize
It hit her straight between the eyes
So I've been told

[Verse 1]
In the park, she's giving out some photographs
On which she's giving out some photos of what she hands around
"They videoed a ghost tonight", she said before I turned it out
"It rode an orange paper bike, and left without a sound. "
Keep on riding, Sir
Open up the door and shout it out:
"Lassie Come Home, come Home"
"This was authentic you?" she spoke, "this was authentic you who blew
Who blew me cold"
I had no chance to realize
It hit her straight between the eyes
So I've been told