Preacher filled father with mystery
But his subtlety seemed sincere to me
Now he sits right and so he rides
A slow surprise till the afterlife
I still think I wanna run and play with fire
I won't wake the sun up in my dream land
And all the little girlies in the mezzanine
They form a foreseen aunt dormancy and I
Cause the blue sky's never as soft as it once was
The blue sky's never as soft as it once was lost
And the grey clouds never as dark
But my love will never be far
The blue sky's never as soft as it once was lost
Lost
Teacher fears following a fantasy
A cross casts shadows in her memory
Time heals wasted nights
But you're running out of light
I still think I wanna run and play with fire
I won't wake the sun up in my dream land
And all the little girlies in the mezzanine
They form a foreseen aunt dormancy and I
Cause even with a love so dear to me
To starve it till the end of time
Where's the time?
The blue sky's never as soft as it once was
The blue sky's never as soft as it once was lost
And the grey clouds never as dark
But my love will never be far
The blue sky's never as soft as it once was lost
Lost, lost, lost, lost, lost
Lost, lost lost, lost, lost