歌手:Poets of the Fall
专辑:《Live in Moscow》

作词 : Marko Saaresto
作曲 : Olli Tukiainen/Markus Kaarlonen/Marko Saaresto

Too late, the melody is over

The joke seems to be on me cos I’m the one not laughing

Down here on the floor

Deflate, the mystery of living

In the most heartless fashion I could ever imagine

No pretense of decor

Another place and time, without a great divide

And we could be flying deadly high

I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake

Another place and time, without a warning sign

And we could be dying angel style

I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake

Everybody!

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you…

wide awake

Nice!

With me, disaster finds a playfield

Love seems to draw dark, twisted pleasure tearing at me

Cos I can’t let you go

Mercy, like water in a desert

Shine through my memory like jewelry in the sun

Where are you now

Where are you now

Another place and time, without a great divide

And we could be flying deadly high

I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake

Another place and time, without a warning sign

And we could be dying angel style

I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you… wide awake

It’s like I’m racing to the sun, blindly face the blazing gun

Cos I’m afraid I will be left here without you

Like I’m racing not to run, give more when I have none

I’m afraid I will be left here without you… wide awake

Sing it!

One more time!

One more time!

Another place and time, without a great divide

And we could be flying deadly high

I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake

Another place and time, without a warning sign

And we could be dying angel style

I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you…

I’ll dream you wide awake