| Believe what you see in the sky | |
| Believe in the nightmare called living | |
| The night's turning blue in the sky | |
| It's growing colder and colder | |
| Believe in the nightmare called love | |
| Believe in the contempt of living | |
| Your hands turning blue in my hair | |
| They're growing colder and colder | |
| You're promised so much | |
| It's growing colder and colder | |
| You're promised so much | |
| It's growing colder and colder | |
| Believe what you see in the sky | |
| Believe all my tears on your shoulder | |
| My dreams are embracing the smell of the past | |
| Deep in my heart like a folder | |
| Believe in the nightmare called love | |
| Believe in the nightmare called living | |
| The night's turning blue in the sky | |
| It's growing colder and colder | |
| You're promised so much | |
| It's growing colder and colder | |
| You're promised so much | |
| It's growing colder and colder | |
| Believe what you see in the sky | |
| Believe all my tears on your shoulder | |
| My dreams are embracing the smell of the past | |
| Deep in my heart like a folder | |
| Believe in the nightmare called love | |
| Believe in the nightmare called living | |
| The night's turning blue in the sky | |
| It's growing colder and colder | |
| You're promised so much | |
| It's growing colder and colder | |
| You're promised so much | |
| It's growing colder and colder |