Naked

Pretty Arrogance - Audiocaïne

It was Tuesday night on campus site,
Still standing out of the studio,
I was waiting for the band.
The daylight was fading out,
The air was cool and no one around,
Strange bored and peaceful feeling.
Students packed, the place a desert,
June's holiday sound's floating in the air.

Then getting out of another time's crowd,
Like a big bright blast in the scenery,
She little angel there appeared.
Lonely playmate on the pavement,
Jumping skipping from floor to feet,
Making her whole live a hopscotch game.
Her body moving light like a breeze,
She was playing tricks with my eyes.

There she was, walking like you'd dance,
The shape of true romance.
There she stands pretty arrogance,
Careless of people's glance.

It would have been so easy to talk,
Pluck her mind and catch her thoughts,
Make her fill like she's the only one.
Play her a tune or sing her a song,
Try and get a part in her play,
Let her know that she gets the point.
But hey, you know, it ain't that easy,
And like a dumb there I seat.

And there she was, walking like you'd dance,
Truly believing in the life.
There she stands pretty arrogance,
Sexy pixie blurring my sight.

Come on pretty please,
Just turn around and look at me.
Come on baby tease,
Just take the first step and I'll be free.
If only you could show me,
What you think of me...

Now she's gone, walking like you'd dance,
A ghost in my mind.
And in the end, pretty arrogance,
I'm the one who's alone.