We live in the lightThe constant lightFamily of oursTalk about common senseComing through the bedroom windowStand across the ceilingCan't sleep in a nationWith imaginationWe can tell by the way I talkI got hard, hard, hard, hard, hard feelingsTwo mirrorsIn the middle of the worldPassers-byWe live in the lightThere's a modern loveSome sensationsAre better than othersSome people's loveIsn't strong enoughWe got hard, hard, hard, hard, hard feelingsTwo mirrorsIn the middle of the worldWe walkThe common desireThe fantasyIs where we feelWe've been toldPleasure killsWe hope you knowYou can tellWe can tell by the way we walkWe got hard, hard, hard, hard feelingsdehydratedWe got hard, hard, hard, hard, hard feelingsWe got hard, hard, hard, hard, hard feelingsToo scaredWe got hard, hard, hard, hard, hard feelingsToo afraidToo troubledWe, too fastWe can tell by the way I talkYou can tellWe can tell by the way we walkDon't ask where you liveYou have to knowWe are hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hotHot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hotI feel itWe got heart feelingWe got heart feelingWe got heart feelingWe got heart feeling