U2 Desire

Yeah
Lover, I'm off the street
Gonna go where the bright lights and the big city meet
With a red guitar, on fire
Desire
She's a candle burning in my room
Yeah, I'm like the needle, needle and spoon
Over the counter with a shotgun
Pretty soon, everybody got one
And the fever, when I'm beside her
Desire, desire
And the fever getting higher