(P. Muggleton / R. Noble)

 

The fevers running in the city
People want to make it so much worse
On the high street I can see no pity
People with their faces in the dirt

Just one heart, that needs to open
Just one word, will break the ice
One touch, to kill the darkness
One kiss, to give it light
Make it right

See the man there kicking in the shadows
Why's he feel he's got to kill and steal?
He can't wait to see which way the wind blows
Does it mean he'll get a better deal?