Züri - Sophie Hunger

It’s 4 in the morning, a beer on the shore

We’re waiting for glory no waiting for more

It’s 4 in the morning and the streets have our name

This city is ours and this is the game

It’s 4 in the morning and here comes the push

The longing desire, the tickle, the wish

It’s 4 in the morning and the rush wouldn’t leave

The rush in your blood that wouldn’t believe

That we might be wrong

And everything doesn’t mean anything at all

I’ll lend your hunger 'l quiet release

For all your desires might manage to breathe

And the pressure will turn it’s eyes off your head

And the beating will turn into walking ahead

'Cause we might be wrong

And everything doesn’t mean anything at all

It’s 4 in the morning, a beer on the shore

We’re waiting for glory no waiting for more

It’s 4 in the morning and we still won’t go home

Still chasing the dragons but dancing alone