Lyric

Angelic fingers scribble in margins

Paint in the mud at the edge of the motorway

Nobody knows Leonardo had been there

He's left Mona Lisa alone in the rain

Tidy up all the smudges and bury the dirt

You won't know what you've done

You'll mop up the dreaming and wipe me away

See in this mirror my funny reflection

Someone has drawn in the dust where I'm peering out

Beautiful patterns that dream in the glass

Beautiful patterns that play by the motorway

Brush off all the cobwebs and polish the glass

You won't know what you've done

You'll duster the dreaming and wipe me away

Brush off all the cobwebs and polish the glass

You won't know what you've done

You'll duster the dreaming and wipe me away

Brush off all the cobwebs and polish the glass

You won't know what you've done

You'll duster the dreaming and wipe me away