In the Mood - Alphaville

He’s in the mood to touch the fire,

He’s in the mood to touch everything you are

He’s in the mood to touch the fire,

Touch the fire, touch the fire

Jacky’s locked in a silent dream

He’s watching movies on the TV-screen

He feels unsteady lights a cigarette

He’s getting mellow in his cabinet

Oh, Jacky, when everything goes wrong,

Get ready, for you’ve got to be so strong

It’s so supersensual, sentimental

Dial that cipher in your tears,

The number to the golden year

You’ve got to touch the fire,

Wake up little boy

You’ve go to play with fire,

Wake up, you’ve got to…

You’ve got to play with fire…

Jacky hears it, is it her or not?

His eyes are burning

Cause the brain’s too hot

He’s sitting calmly on a swivel chair

There’s something coming from the upper stairs

Now listen to me Jacky, you were always

So lonesome in that quiet lonely house

High on the hill,

Just come… come and meet me

You know where and we’ll take a nice holiday

Back in the old, old days of happiness --

Oh, Jacky, when everything goes wrong…

Dial that cipher in your tears