| Remember the nights
|
| We looked for new words
|
| When we woke up
|
| Wechose our world
|
| A walk in cold streets
|
| A talk about strange things
|
| Is light misleading, misleading
|
| Now the time is passing over my head
|
| My senses are set free, but
|
| Will you cry when I die
|
| Shall I cry when you die
|
| Who said why
|
| So let me tell you now goodbye
|
| I say a bee is happy in its hive
|
| I swear I tried to run by your side
|
| But turn out the light
|
| I swear I tried to run by your side
|
| But turn on the night, who said why
|
| Remember the rules
|
| Of our different games
|
| We painted out teeth
|
| And changed our named
|
| Then you bursted into tears
|
| Watching birds dissected
|
| Is light misleading, misleading
|
| Now the ice, freezing under my skin
|
| My motions are getting harder
|
| But now
|
| Will you cry when I die
|
| Shall I cry when you die
|
| Who said why
|
| So let me tell you now goodbye
|
| I say a bee is happy in its hive
|
| I swear I tried to run by your side
|
| But turn out the light
|
| I swear I tried to run by your side
|
| But turn on the night, who said why
|
| I swear I tried to run by your side
|
| But turn out the light
|
| I swear I tried to run by your side
|
| But turn on the night, who said why |