Pulled Along by Love
Down on a platform, shapes in a sandstorm
Lines of faces keeping their secrets
They're thinking about the weekend
They're thinking about new clothes
They're thinking about touching
But everyone's watching
They're buttoned up against it
And all the King's horses and all the five senses
A dream so fleeting
Where the carpets are deep and the ends are all meeting
And they're pulled along by love
They're pulled along by love
And they're pulled along by love
Pulled along by love
Pulled along by love
Pulled along by love
Maybe he's a good son, maybe he has bad dreams
Maybe she's staying but she thought about leaving
And maybe those two have been together for ages
Or maybe they're strangers from different stations
And they're pulled along by love
They're pulled along by love
And they're pulled along by love
Pulled along by love
Pulled along by love
Pulled along by love
Sun comes up on you and me
And we fall out of bed and we work all day
And we're thinking about the weekend
We're thinking about new clothes
We're thinking about touching
But everyone's watching
We're buttoned up against it
We wrap ourselves 'round it like fire in a blanket
A dream so fleeting
Where the carpets are deep and the ends are all meeting
And we're pulled along by love
We're pulled along by love
And we're pulled along by love
We're pulled along by love
Pulled along by love...