Blue morn London Riding down the whitest hall New like a stardawn All of these streets with the shadows of the ones we've loved And the hopes that we go for Wolf - like and warn You seem to show me how, show me how My love is a room My love is a open room for you Because you are iridescent, my love My love You are iridescent, my love My love Love And I was homeless Caressed by the hands of god From the windows I saw All of my homes In my head a few years from now That I am open to Cause you are iridescent, my love My love You are iridescent, my love My love Love You are iridescent, my love My love