The Slow Drug Lyrics

Blue now is the color 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?
See this winged boy falling Falling out of something Hits the drug I'm needing
Arrows that he's turning Need to keep this feeling Slow drug in the morning
With the headlights burning Looking out for something Something that we're needing
An' still the question lingers I twist it 'round my fingers Could you be my calling?