Testo di The Art Of Belief

Are you opening up tonight? Will you share your dreams, And laugh at what I dream? I am weak at the thought of you, I am weak at the thought of you. I was hoping we'd load up the car, Taking a picture and keeping it, Remember I loved you that night. I am weak at the thought of you, I am weak at the thought of you. Are you opening up tonight? Will you share your dreams, And laugh at what I dream?