Tunng

Wander through the wreckage, of the dancing flaws
Faces turn in the light
A stranger on the brink of love, love
Confusion near delight
A cup of something warm in the dead of night
We're friends in need indeed
Lies that only flatter love, love
They whisper until we bleed
Burning blindly like the sun
Our hearts beat in rhythm all alone
All our wishes are undone
Forget those days, they’ve gone
Piling in the back at the end of it all
We're friends in need indeed
Lies that only flatter love, love