The Smoke, The Feeling کے بول

Leave a trace on me in colours Dark vivid hues No one would expect these colours To compliment the rest Taking note of all that was wrong But is it possible you can't take love along When you reappear It's like we're still waiting Fire behind The smoke the feeling You reappear And the world I'm breathing It tastes of all That I've been dreaming A parcel returns I run run run til my feet burn Burning down your door I'm falling How can I want more Taking note of all that was wrong But is it possible you can't take love along When you reappear It's like we're still waiting Fire behind The smoke the feeling You reappear And the world I'm breathing It tastes of all That I've been dreaming I'm dreaming I'm dreaming I'm dreaming Everything I'm dreaming I'm dreaming I'm dreaming I'm dreaming Everything I dream