City.

I've been the needle and the thread.

Weaving figures and eights around your head.

I tried to laugh but cry instead.

Close my eyes and listen to you cry.

I'm lifting you up

I'm letting you down,

I'm dancin' till dawn.

I'm fooling around.

I am not givin' up

I'm making you love

This city's made us crazy

And we must get out.