From that blue horizon where the wind blows Where the deal deciders run on dynamos Make play with our ambitions charge our vanities Then track us in the slipstream of a cool breeze Well you've got to be crazy love Yes you've got to be a dream To mean what you mean What you mean to me From what dreamhorse dancing did you set my soul alive Heal the wounds that promised always to survive You made my isolation seem so self imposed Following a life of crime in second-hand clothes Well you've got to be crazy love Yes you've got to be a dream To mean what you mean What you mean to me Can you hold me hold me with your eyes Then kiss my memory alive like fire flies Come on take me raving down your city streets Down a dark back alley to your cool sheets Well you've got to be crazy love Yes you've got to be a dream To mean what you mean What you mean to me