One Eye to Morocco

I don't know where
I'm goingI don't know what
I'm doingBut it feels alright
I have one eye to
MoroccoI only have to follow
Through the scented night
Conversation is fading away
The last thing
I heard you say
Was just a murmur a distant blur
Your lips are moving but
I hear no words
All daySitting alone in my room
Waiting for no-one to call me
Lost in a dream of my own
I'm drawn by this obsession
With a tantalizing vision
Of a swirling robe
I have one eye to
MoroccoBy the time
I reach tomorrow
I'll be on that road
Sweet temptation
Draws me on
Gives me the strength
To cross my
RubiconPast a point
Of no return
Ever onwards
As my bridges burn
All daySitting alone in my room
Waiting for no-one to call me
Lost in a dream of my own