In Your Room - Blancmange

In your room I would lie

Until the sunlight slides up and off your wall

And fades incrementally into the night

That follows you relentlessly

In your room in your room

In your room in your room

In your room in your room

In your room

In your room I assume

Your dimensions would be second to none

When voices sang or dancers swayed

No standing wave could interfere

Your senses would be crystal clear

In your room in your room

In your room in your room

In your room in your room

In your room

In your room I would lie

Until the sunlight slid up and off your wall

And faded incrementally into the night

That follows you relentlessly

In your room in your room

In your room in your room

In your room in your room

In your room

In your room in your room

In your room in your room

In your room in your room

In your room

In your room in your room

In your room in your room

In your room in your room

In your room