Texty: Bee Gees. High Civilization. Dimensions.

Hindsight, don't make it right.
She give me trouble enough.
And she's a ball of light.
I'm in the tunnel of love
with the American dream.
And I was born too soon.

A little good luck, never stuck.
She got me climbing the walls.
Got me hard as a rock.
Within a city of sin, she got a city block.
And she was barking at the moon.

She likes to show
so many sides to her.
And I'd be the one to know.

When am I gonna go to your dimension?
When am I gonna go to where you are?
When am I gonna go to your dimension?
Dimensions of each other keep us going strong.

Black knight, take a bite.
She can double it up.
And she's a way of life.
And whether dead or alive,
she got a fix on me.
And I was dancing in the fire.

White steam, never seen,
in every muscle and bone.
She was a love machine.
And she could wrestle me down
and get a taste of me
in her web of desire.

She changed my world.
How can the body know
it's touching me or her?

When am I gonna go to your dimension?
When am I gonna go to where you are?
When am I gonna go to your dimension?
Dimensions of each other keep us going strong.