Easy... how lonely you are? , waiting at the sunday park I'll elude you I will loose you existing were no soul apart
you stand, stand on a platform your effigy dissolves in my hand when I feel like someone to lie on and I feel like someone to rely on you can't wake up you can't wake up
you can't wake up...
you can't wake up you can't wake up
you can't wake up...
illusions, born of the air something seems so precious there I'll elude you I will loose you as rehearsal of my despair when I feel like someone to lie on and I feel like someone to die on you can't wake up you can't wake up
you can't wake up...
you can't wake up you can't wake up
you can't wake up...
(((Oh hear me I'm what you have left Here I am In this necrologue of love ))) * in the single extended version