paroles de chanson After Dark - Boy George

(Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark.)

Chemicalised dancing.
Logic out of sync.
Intoxicating stranger,
No time to think.

He wants to lead me out into the snow.
My thoughts are junk
Of fabricated love.

Strange things happening After Dark,
You lose all sense of reason,
Don′t know who you are.

Strange things happening...
After Dark.
How will we feel tomorrow?
I forgot to ask.
After Dark.

After Dark.

After Dark.

(After Dark)
(After Dark)

He pours his troubles into mine.
Our sacred dance.
His beauty fell into my arms
Quite by chance.

I'm willing to be used.
I′m brave enough to go
Into confusion,
Adding sentiment and danger.

Strange things happening...
After Dark.
How will we feel tomorrow?
I forgot to ask.

Strange things happening After Dark,
You lose all sense of reason,
Don't know who you are.

Strange things happening...
After Dark.
How will we feel tomorrow?
I forgot to ask.

After Dark.

(After Dark)

(Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark.)

(Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark. Strange things After Dark.)