TANGERINE
Uli Reese & Michael Dukes

First light of a Sunday morning
The room glows with a ray of hope
A girl’s heart waits and quivers
Under the microscope

Feels a little bit like love, yes
But then again
Upon closer inspection
Maybe the chemistry of tangerine

Another dream with a silver lining
The sweet lure of secret space
Awakened without warning
Cold steel disguised as lace

Feels a little bit like love, yes
But then again
Upon closer inspection
Maybe the chemistry of tangerine

Twisting turning colour swirling
For a fleeting moment
Everything so clear, everything so near

Feels a little bit like love, yes
But then again
Upon closer inspection
Maybe tangerine
Feels a little bit like love, yes
But in the end
Upon deeper reflection
Maybe the chemistry of tangerine
A curious obsession with tangerine
The enigmatic essence of tangerine
The delicate perfection of tangerine
Tangerine -- mmmmmm