Grey stares beneath the moon
Tonight I'll be dreaming of you
People are rhythm instead
And there you will'll, there you will'll be inside my head
Hmm, I'll dream of you
Hmm, you'll dream of me too
Your hands are on my face
There will be no better place
Some miracle man must have shot me
While i wake
I never run fast enough for my mistakes
Would you really want me in the light of day
That very same man, shot flaws right through my face
Hmm, I'll dream of you
Hmm, you'll dream of me too
Your arm curled round my waist
There will be no better place
Could you'll have your arms around my
Could you have your arms around my heart
Oh.