i wake in my dreams and i sleep while awake
there'll never be changes in that
it's not in the sounds on the street that i hear
it's not in the warmth of my home
oh, love
it's not on both sides
it's the same as inside my mind
where the thin light is breaking, fading
i walk through the streets with you body in mind
to caress, but i fear for the touch
moving from shadow to shadow to hide my own face
to not bother the mass
oh, love
it's not on both sides
it's the same as inside my mind
where the thin light is breaking, fading