Dahlias they come from me A promise to get well That ain’t working thinking that you’re no good Don’t worry no I’m not the kind that kiss and tell
No Dahlias and Cherry-trees, I don’t recall them anyway Some lovers know it ain’t gonna wear out To each his own the same Look what you wasted
When the lights are cutting out And I come down in your room Our daily compromise It is written in your signed armistice
And when the lights are cutting out And I come down in your room Well well decide as always Here is your signed armistice
It’s time to follow, not to heat it up Requesting this plane is a propeller In the middle of the course when ambitions are low Head-on close, hang on before you lose control
The octagon logo had to rip it up The semaphore message on your lips Some lovers know it ain’t gonna wear out To each his own the same What else is wasted ?
When the lights are cutting out And I come down in your room Our daily compromise It is written in your signed armistice
And when the lights are cutting out And I come down in your room Well well decide as always Here is your signed armistice
For lovers in a rush For lovers always Foreign lovers in a rush Keeping promises For lovers in a rush For lovers always