When  I  came  up  from  out  of  the  meat  locker  

The  city  was  gone  

The  sky's  full  of  lights  

The  snow  provides  a  silent  cover  

In  Moonland  

Under  the  stars  

Under  the  snow  

And  I  followed  this  car  

And  I  followed  that  car  

Through  the  sand  

Through  the  snow  

I  turn  on  the  radio  

I  listen  to  the  DJ  

And  it  must  feel  nice  

It  must  feel  nice  to  know  

That  somebody  needs  you  

And  everything  moves  slow  



Under  the  stars  

Under  the  ash  

And  through  the  sand  

And  the  night  drifts  in  

The  snow  provides  a  silent  cover  

And  I'm  not  your  favorite  lover  

I  I  turn  on  the  radio  

And  it  must  feel  nice  

Well  very  very  nice  to  know  

That  somebody  needs  you  

And  and  the  chilly  wind  blows  

Under  the  snow  

Under  the  stars  

The  whispering  DJ  on  the  radio  

Whispering  DJ  on  the  radio  

I'm  not  your  favorite  lover  

I'm  not  your  favorite  lover  

And  it  must  feel  nice  

To  leave  no  trace  no  trace  at  all  

But  somebody  needs  you  

Oh  oh  and  that  somebody  is  me  baby  

Under  the  stars  

Under  the  snow  

Your  eyes  were  closed  

You  were  playing  with  the  buttons  on  your  coat  

Back  of  that  car  

Moonland  

Under  the  stars  

In  Moonland  

I  followed  that  car