Blue now is the colour
Love the drug I´m needing
Got to keep this feeling

With the headlights burning
We´re looking up for something
Answers on the ceiling

Watching out the windows
Watch the way the wind blows
Soon it will be morning

Still the question lingers
I twist it round my fingers
Could you be my calling? (calling)

See this winged boy falling
Falling out of something
Hits the drug I´m needing (drug I´m needing )

Arrows that he´s turning
Need to keep this feeling
Slow drug in the morning (in the morning )

With the headlights burning
Looking up for something
Something that we´re needing (that we´re needing)

Still the question lingers
I twist it round my fingers
Could you be my calling? (Could you be my calling?)