Standing on a corner with stars in my crown i knew it was time to get our of that town where illusions were dead just like darlings of mine i had to kill them in order to make something shine
people were talking a language unknown to me and i felt i was walking at least to a certain degree my feet were under me but not my command
to prove my love i thought i'd write you a song and it would not be too short and it would not be too long in the chorus i would use the word radio so that it could be played on the radio i would also have used the words dance floor or dj so he could play it on the dance floor and you wouldn't be able to escape from my love
but if we stop being cynical and speak with real intent we could hope for a miracle right in this moment of our lives and then get our of here together you and i
oh if we took away some filters of irony and used steel would it be a catastrophe? it would be stainless just like our relationship and our song would play on and on we could live in a place where illusions are alive and work really hard but do more than survive we'd be able to escape from the darkness
but if we stop being cynical and speak with real intent we could hope for a miracle right in this moment of our lives and then get our of here together you and i
but if we stop being cynical and speak with real intent we could hope for a miracle right in this moment of our lives and then get our of here together you and i
and let's hope for a miracle happening in our little world we could stop being cynical for just one moment of our lives