Pipe Dream کے بول

I'm all alone The show's over Night crawlers crawling closer Somewhere is temptation Could it just be my imagination Was it all just a dream at the bottom of a glass Next time don't wake me up All this too must pass Call me up when you find out what life means Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream Even so it gets harder Can't finish what you can't get started Everywhere seems so brown signs of life are happening anyhow Should I just disappear behind a one way glass remain Invisible all this too must pass So, call me up when you find out what life means Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream Late at night when I can't sleep Listen down to the sound on the street Then the dawn, the dawn comes chasing To remind me of the time I'm wasting So, call me up when you find out what life means Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream