Wake me up

Only nightmares take me in

Through these walls the winter bites

A draft from all sides

Why did you not include me on your list?

Let me in through the ceiling

White lips kissed



Our love is a fickle love

Keeps itself locked in a suitcase

To be ready to go

Always



I won't cry when the silver lining shows

But you're right

You understand

You ride with both hands

Worrying is the breathing that you need

So there won't be far to fall

You mustn't climb tall



Things that are supposed to mean lots

Leave you cold

And with a malady of the soul



Our love is a tricky love

Bet you know this

Bet you noticed

Bet you know, which is why



I should know better than anyone ever could

Soon as I let go

Everything falls apart



I won't cry when the silver lining shows

But you're right

You understand

You ride with both hands

Worrying is the breathing that you need

So there won't be far to fall

You mustn't climb tall



Wake me up

Only nightmares take me in

Through these walls the winter bites

A draft from all sides

Of course you can

There are diamonds in demand

It's a shame and as you know

The stain will not go