Hello there,
Again you are here
not haunting my dreams,
but haunting me when I am not in it...

Shall we talk again?
I am tired of making love out of you,
I have tried to make reality out of you,
I have lied to life loving you...

Come take my hand, I'll lead you,
into the garden of your promises I'll take you,
bring your torch I know you are ready to burn it down,
theres no other perfect time but now.