Ten miles from innocent
In to noxious beauty
Five hundred slow descents
Between the moon and him and you
The would-be queen of nights
You would trade this for your brother
If I told you it was all right
Caprice, Caprice, how would you know?
I think someone’s got to show you where to go
Caprice, Caprice, get off the line
No compassion from the shadows
On the lookout for a good time
Two colors make a crowd
Something to keep you busy
But does it make you proud
To know it’s not just him and you?
The angle’s good tonight
You would think it made a difference
But it doesn’t make it all right
Caprice, Caprice…
The angle’s good tonight
You would think it made a difference
But it doesn’t make it all right
Caprice, Caprice…
