Poets Of The Fall

1. Too late, the melody is over,
The joke seems to be on me,
Cause I’m the one not laughing
Down here on the floor…
Deflate the mystery of living
In the most heartless fashion I could ever imagine;
No pretending on decoy…
Refrain:
Another place and time,
Without a great divide,
And we could be flying deadly high!..
I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake!..
Another place and time,
Without a warning sign,
And we could be dying angels high!..
I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake!..
I’ll dream you, I’ll dream you, I’ll dream you wide awake!..