Too late, the melody is over The joke seems to be on me cos I'm the one not laughing Down here on the floor Deflate, the mystery of living In the most heartless fashion I could ever Imagine No pretense of decor Another place and time, without a great divide And we could be flying deadly high I'll sell my soul to dream you wide awake Another place and time, without a warning sign And we could be dying angel style I'll sell my soul to dream you wide awake I'll dream you wide awake With me, disaster finds a playfield Love seems to draw dark, twisted pleasure tearing at me Cos I can't let you go Mercy, like water in a desert Shine through my memory like jewelry in the sun Where are you now Another place and...