Waking up it's time to paint the sky.
I pick the bluest colours to convince myself.
The poët that lives life to fantasize
celebrates his cage but he's not feeling well tonight.
The artist that has made you his design
now has set you up to be a dissapointment.
The sketch that you have drawn a thousand times
turns into black thick lines now we are heading near the end.
Lonely dreamer can't you see her hearts on fire, my desire.
Idealized by my own mind, i tried to keep the beast inside.
But I'm the waves and you're the fire. Tides arise, our lie will die here.
After all that we've been through, don't you know how much I care for you?
Oooh, oooh, oooh
You must know what I mean cause you're the same.
Behind your mind there is a hidden place.
A galery filled with empthy frames.
It's lurking in the dark and you're forbidden to come in.
Lonely dreamer can't you see her hearts on fire, my desire.
Idealized by my own mind, i tried to keep the beast inside.
But I'm the waves and you're the fire. Tides arise, our lie will die here
After all that we've been through, don't you know how much I care for you?

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