Psychodelicate girl - come out to play Little metal faced-boy - don't stay away They're so war-torn and resigned she can't talk any More What are they trying to prove? What would they like to find? It's love back to front and no sides - like I say These pieces are broken - like I say These pieces are broken Hope I'm wrong but I know Because you're young - you'll meet a stranger some night Because you're young - what could be nicer for you and it makes me sad So I'll dance my life away A million dreams, a million scars He punishes hard - was loving her such a crime She took back everything she said Left him nearly out of his mind They're people I know - people I love They seem so unhappy - dead or alive It's love back to front and no sides - like I say These pieces are broken - like I say These pieces are broken Hope I'm wrong but I know Because you're young - you'll meet a stranger some night Because you're young - what could be nicer for you and it I'll make me sad So I'll dance my life away A million dreams, a million scars A million A million scars A million A million dreams A million A million A million A million A million
Written by: David Bowie