If we should come too close, we run away Didn't we want this after all Climbing so high that we become afraid What if we can't survive the fall for as we dance the orchestra plays blind and scoreless still the symphony never strays Even when the moonlight turns your heart to stone lying side by side, feels like you're alone these eyes, wide awake âtil dawn watch an endless night after the love has gone Are we just faces from a masquerade banging our heads against the wall these are the days we rush to come of age no turning back, but i recall... A place of midsummer madness played with the senses on the edge of a timeless page Once upon a cold night on the wings of a storm in enchanted light, lovers and dreams were born soul rise, life's eternal sun that grows old and died after the love has gone love is a tapestry life can fray at the corners but it's colours should never fade when you're love has gone love becomes a fine wine slowly spilt from the grail it's a bed of nails no one can lie upon this time live and breathe as one for it's much too late after the love has gone.
If we should come too close, we run away Didn't we want this after all Climbing so high that we become afraid What if we can't survive the fall for as we dance the orchestra plays blind and scoreless still the symphony never strays Even when the moonlight turns your heart to stone lying side by side, feels like you're alone these eyes, wide awake âtil dawn watch an endless night after the love has gone Are we just faces from a masquerade banging our heads against the wall these are the days we rush to come of age no turning back, but i recall... A place of midsummer madness played with the senses on the edge of a timeless page Once upon a cold night on the wings of a storm in enchanted light, lovers and dreams were born soul rise, life's eternal sun that grows old and died after the love has gone love is a tapestry life can fray at the corners but it's colours should never fade when you're love has gone love becomes a fine wine slowly spilt from the grail it's a bed of nails no one can lie upon this time live and breathe as one for it's much too late after the love has gone.
