I'll finish this jigsaw

I'll find the pieces behind the couch

I dream we were slowdancing

I dream I knew your name

Between sleep and waking we're drinking flavoured vodka in bed

And when I wake I'm all the King's horses and all King's men



I make wild laughing rivers

from streams

Above white water noise

no-one can hear my screams



I threw my eyes to heaven

and I asked for a sign

They said I can get back my yesterday

if I cross the date line

But I'm sick of all this hope

Sometimes the stars are not enough

I'm sick of all this hope

Sometimes the stars are too much



I make wild laughing rivers

from streams

Above white water noise

no-one can hear my screams