Camouflage

I hear your spirit calling
I hold your hand
And see you falling into the debris of it all.
We're making love and live in dreams
We crash through walls
but no-one wants to hear the screams
And no-one knows the way or where it ends.
I hear your spirit calling
I hold your hand
And see your falling into the debris of it all.
We're making love and live in dreams
We crash through walls
but no-one wants to hear the screams
And no-one knows the way or where it ends.
One fine day
one fine day -
Anytime
anyday
we may find a way