Waiting For A Miracle کے بول

Sun sets over domes and spires Like a magic circle, it's over her head and under her tyres It's incidental, but she only has time for essential dreams So she's still waiting 'cause it seems like there's nothing in the heart of the beast I hear her saying What kind of life is this? It's in suspension What kind of life is this? Nothing happens It's party time at the top of the hill The air is freezing and the grass is like wire inbetween the trees The room is shaking and I wish that I had more faith than this I see her dancing, and if I could dance would she dance with me? But then she might say What kind of dance is this? It's in suspension What kind of dance is this? Nothing happens Waiting for a miracle Oh, but nothing ever happens Waiting for a miracle Oh, but nothing ever happens Waiting for a miracle Oh, but nothing ever happens Waiting for a miracle Oh, but nothing ever happens Nothing ever happens Nothing ever happens Nothing ever happens Nothing ever happens