I’m on the edge of life, looking forward
Somebody straighten thine knife, looking for word
I saw you, behind of the hedge of time
You were rising above the rot, the rot of peacetime

You asked thousands, I brought millions
What do you require?
What do you care?
I’ve been traveling to the 8th dimension since Tuesday evening
Tuesday evening, can’t believe my ears

What is your last desire?
I wonder what it was, what it meant
Please, touch me with your mind, for the sake of time I spent  
There’s always a lullaby to blame
Like Mr. Cohen said, there’s a lover in the story
But the story still the same

Let me feel your existence
Somebody’s coming from long distance
And you know it’s moving fast, faster than the light
Let me cuddle to your warm smile, I’m cold
Let me escape…
Let me escape from the old truth

When you open your arms to me
When you give a glance to my soul
When I open my soul to you
When I give a glance to your soul
You make me feel guilty
You’re good at this

You’re doing this on purpose
And again…
I’m on the edge of life, looking forward
Somebody straighten thine knife, looking for word