Another wasted moment

realising we`re not real.

Can you hear the angels calling

when night is young and silence comes?

you touch my face and

I break down.



Dreaming on, tonight we`re safe

and free under the wings in the 

safest place I close my eyes

for a while and you are there, we fly 

behind the stars where the distance

ends...



Tonight...I`m sleeping with eyes

wide open, you``re my eyes when

I am not there, these everlasting

angels calling, it can`t be real,

this must be a dream,

you touch my face, you set me free...



When night is young and silence comes,

you touch my face and I break down,

this can`t be real, this must be a dream, you touch my face, you set me free...