--words and music by Michael Stanley
from "Coming Up for Air", 1996, Intersound Music
Back on Midnight Street in Knightbridge In the fall of eighty-three She would leaf through first editions With his hand upon her knee While she sat naked by the window Reading "Leda and the Swan" Saying you be my Ulysses And he'd just say come on... And they'd go Over and over...over and over again Lost inside of time...never Wondering why The world's a meditation they Thought would never end... She was talking in tongues He was lost inside her eyes She said God is in the details He said God's between your thighs And he couldn't find an inch of Her he hadn't memorized...and They'd melt into one Talking in tongues... Ooh, they were talking in tongues... She had come right out of nowhere He was staggered from the start And it's not the years but Mileage when it's matters of the heart... And from the first time that he Touched her He was lost and he was found She offered him her everything He followed her on down... And they went over and Over...over and over again Lost inside of time...never Wondering why The world's a meditation they Thought would never end... She was talking in tongues He was lost inside her eyes She said God is in the details He said God's between your thighs And he couldn't find an inch of Her he hadn't memorized...and They'd melt into one Talking in tongues... Oh, they were talking in tongues... Saying... I could here their voices... She was talking in tongues He was lost inside her eyes She said God is in the details He said God's between your thighs And he couldn't find an inch of Her he hadn't memorized...and They would melt into one Talking in tongues... Lost inside her eyes She said God is in the details He said God's between your thighs And he couldn't find an inch of Her he hadn't memorized...and They would melt into one Talking in tongues... Ooh, they were talking in tongues... Can you hear the voices... I can here 'em saying... Talking in tongues... I can hear 'em...