You don’t have my number
We don’t need each other now
We don’t need the city
The creed or the culture now

And I feel the colour alive
I feel the colour
And I feel the streets are pulling me down

So people of the city
I don’t need your counsel now
I don’t need that good advice
You don’t have my lover’s touch

You don’t have my number
We don’t need each other now
The creed or the culture
We can move beyond it now

Now the wolf is knocking at my door
Bang-bangin’ it asks for more
Stand here, we stand tall
We could move beyond these walls

And I don’t need your counsel
And I don’t need these city streets
And I don’t need your good advice
Because we can move beyond it now

You don’t have my number
We don’t need each other now
Who create all the culture
You don’t have my lover’s touch

Because I feel
I feel alive
I feel, I feel alive
I feel that the streets are all far from here

Do you even hear me?
Do you even know my name?
Can you see the ocean there?
You don’t have my lover’s touch

You don’t have my number

Can you hear me?
Are you even listening now?

Because you don’t have my number
We don’t need each other now
You passing back under
You don’t have my lover’s touch

Because you don’t have my number
And I don’t need no one now
I don’t need the city streets
Who create all the culture now