Misty, when you want to hit those wedding bells
You should stop yourself
You should see yourself angry
Screaming to the ceiling, girl, you look like hell
But when riding pills we get heavenly
On a balcony
Baby's not a wreck on the wayside yet
Though she stuck out her neck to see how dark she could take it
The wind is wild, why, the spray is wet
And a heart gets high as a heart can get
On a balcony
High above the sea
You are the woman, on some Firefall
Do you want to ball on that brilliant beach
So hard I thought I hear my future daughter call
Through the static wall of a flashing dream
Said it's a wild, weaving ride to the sea
Little demon, believe it from me
They say that you're living off something with soda
Some fine wine from 1983
And they say you're a fantasy
Clap, like a comma, hear the sentence sing
Hear the whole world ring, hey, it's bursting with bravery
Misty, when it's whittled down to just one thing
It amazes me, that simplicity
And I wandered through the market like a slumming king
And the sun, it stings, I ain't seen the sun for weeks
When we finally walk away from everything on our own four feet
I hear you call my name from a balcony
How I love the sea
I hear you call from a balcony
I hear you call my name from a balcony, baby
Oh, I love the way you say it
