When all you want to do is rock But you don?t want to bear the shock, no more When it?s just swell that fills your eyes Belated feelings that you have
So the aliens have landed They'll be moving through you and I And as the family disbanded They dragged the sadness into light No more tears, no more
Faces mistaken Roads that you've taken are winding Sand in your shoes As you kick off those blues you've been sinking You said that's all you want You
If this gets me home then I'll be yours Last plane to leave, well, it's a backseat clause You never call since you found God I love you more 'cause it
Black the sun Oh no, look at what we done Go away Oh no, won't you please stay And dream of me I wish you would dream of me Dream of me I hope you will
Like morning will keep us Locked in our arms And roses for weepers Not easy to charm Outside they?re waiting The people in white And I am not a fool
When you feel as though you're falling Every fear you can confide When the night time is your dawning Hard to see through troubled eyes What you wanted
On my hands, sittin' on half a chance Waitin' for good things to come Passers by lookin' through broken glass Waitin' for good things to come And this
You've got your shirt on, but it stills feels cold It still feels cold tonight Your heart's devotion running through your head Running through you head
Careful steps we take Don't want this bridge to break again In this winter's cold Embrace the love we used to know Wherever you get, wherever you go
Walking south along my mouth Through the heart that's hard to start ?I know it's nothing?, the woman cried So you're leaving, you did not lie The broken
This house is your own, still living alone It don?t make you sad But I think it?s good to be green The summer is gone and spring don?t belong The traces
All goodbyes disappeared When I first set my eyes on you I found a world so pure and blue Today, I vow to you That every little piece you see Is coming
Culture souvenir shop Lying on the chopping block World wide space wide In a small house wife Motor bike, horse ride In the general market Imagination
Blistered and worn Been ripped up, been torn You held your breathe, you passed the test And I will always love you And I won't let go, in the undertow
There's something I'm feeling There's something that's wrong These streets are revealing, in the early morn The war was last night, these wounds are not
A familiar song Won't you sing along Something to prolong the waiting In this secret place Where we can embrace All the history in the making
My heart is as black as my soul My mind is a head but its whole I?m loosing in a back of direction I?m dreaming of a resurrection Hey hey hey yeah yeah
