I don't care about anything
There's no use for me
To stand up again
And it's how I feel
About everything
Since the tower bells
Played a song for you
I don't care about anything
Don't know how to act
When you're somewhere else
And I start to think
What we could have been
In a hundred years
Or a century
Seasons move in gothic ways
People change but I'm the same
Now, I'm up in smoke
Nowhere to be found
I'm off the ground
A ghost without a name
A fallen leaf
I fell into your arms
Like a fever in the dark
I don't care about listening
I would rather stay
In my fantasy
And it's how I feel
About everything
Since the tidal wave
Took you far away
Seasons move in gothic ways
People change but I'm the same
Now, I'm up in smoke
Nowhere to be found
I'm off the ground
A ghost without a name
A fallen leaf
I fell into your arms
Like a fever in the dark
I fell into your arms, arms, arms
I fell into your arms, arms, arms
Like a fever in the dark
So high
I fell into your arms, arms, arms