Poets of the Fall

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

With me disaster finds a playfield
Love seems to draw dark twisted pleasure tearing at me
Cause i cannot let you go
Mercy! Like water in the desert
Shines through my memory like jewelry in the sun
Where are you now?

I'm afraid i will be left here without you

Wide awake, wide awake…