| If we should come too close, we run away | |
| Didn't we want this after all | |
| Climbing so high that we become afraid | |
| What if we can't survive the fall | |
| for as we dance the orchestra plays blind and scoreless | |
| still the symphony never strays | |
| Even when the moonlight turns your heart to stone | |
| lying side by side, feels like you're alone | |
| these eyes, wide awake âtil dawn | |
| watch an endless night | |
| after the love has gone | |
| Are we just faces from a masquerade | |
| banging our heads against the wall | |
| these are the days we rush to come of age | |
| no turning back, but i recall... | |
| A place of midsummer madness | |
| played with the senses | |
| on the edge of a timeless page | |
| Once upon a cold night on the wings of a storm | |
| in enchanted light, lovers and dreams were born | |
| soul rise, life's eternal sun | |
| that grows old and died | |
| after the love has gone | |
| love is a tapestry life can fray at the corners | |
| but it's colours should never fade | |
| when you're love has gone | |
| love becomes a fine wine slowly spilt from the grail | |
| it's a bed of nails no one can lie upon | |
| this time live and breathe as one | |
| for it's much too late after the love has gone. |
| If we should come too close, we run away | |
| Didn' t we want this after all | |
| Climbing so high that we become afraid | |
| What if we can' t survive the fall | |
| for as we dance the orchestra plays blind and scoreless | |
| still the symphony never strays | |
| Even when the moonlight turns your heart to stone | |
| lying side by side, feels like you' re alone | |
| these eyes, wide awake til dawn | |
| watch an endless night | |
| after the love has gone | |
| Are we just faces from a masquerade | |
| banging our heads against the wall | |
| these are the days we rush to come of age | |
| no turning back, but i recall... | |
| A place of midsummer madness | |
| played with the senses | |
| on the edge of a timeless page | |
| Once upon a cold night on the wings of a storm | |
| in enchanted light, lovers and dreams were born | |
| soul rise, life' s eternal sun | |
| that grows old and died | |
| after the love has gone | |
| love is a tapestry life can fray at the corners | |
| but it' s colours should never fade | |
| when you' re love has gone | |
| love becomes a fine wine slowly spilt from the grail | |
| it' s a bed of nails no one can lie upon | |
| this time live and breathe as one | |
| for it' s much too late after the love has gone. |
| If we should come too close, we run away | |
| Didn' t we want this after all | |
| Climbing so high that we become afraid | |
| What if we can' t survive the fall | |
| for as we dance the orchestra plays blind and scoreless | |
| still the symphony never strays | |
| Even when the moonlight turns your heart to stone | |
| lying side by side, feels like you' re alone | |
| these eyes, wide awake til dawn | |
| watch an endless night | |
| after the love has gone | |
| Are we just faces from a masquerade | |
| banging our heads against the wall | |
| these are the days we rush to come of age | |
| no turning back, but i recall... | |
| A place of midsummer madness | |
| played with the senses | |
| on the edge of a timeless page | |
| Once upon a cold night on the wings of a storm | |
| in enchanted light, lovers and dreams were born | |
| soul rise, life' s eternal sun | |
| that grows old and died | |
| after the love has gone | |
| love is a tapestry life can fray at the corners | |
| but it' s colours should never fade | |
| when you' re love has gone | |
| love becomes a fine wine slowly spilt from the grail | |
| it' s a bed of nails no one can lie upon | |
| this time live and breathe as one | |
| for it' s much too late after the love has gone. |