Station to Station

Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh Ooh, up every evenin' 'bout half eight or nine I give my complete attention to a very good friend of mine He's quadraphonic, he's a, he's got more channels

wild is the wind david bowie station to station love me, love me, love me, say you do. let me fly away with you, for my love is like the wind. and wild is the wind. wild is the wind give me more than one caress. satisfy this hungriness. let the wind

The return of the Thin White Duke Throwing darts in lovers' eyes Here are we, one magical moment, such is the stuff From where dreams are woven Bending sound, dredging the ocean, lost in my circle Here am I, flashing no colour Tall in my room overloo

In this age of grand illusion You walked into my life Out of my dreams I don't need another change Still you forced your way Into my scheme of things You say we're growing, Growing heart and soul In this age of grand illusion You walked into my life