Sometimes, I'm having a dream About the future and the past About the days full of dust About love which ends in lust
Some days, oh, I'm pretty sad Because of things that might be said By everything what I'm doing Or wherever I'll be going
So now, I'm burning, I'm in fire Almost like I am in the hell These days just as barbed wire My Heart beats as a broken bell
Sometimes, I'm having a dream About love wings from the wax Made by me just for him About our own paralax