You're the dust on a chandelier
A stone flake clutching like a frozen tear
A ghost that floats or ancient fields I roam
You're the lights on a deserted hill
You flicker like a fuzzy camera reel
A rust thats claim this empty fact I heal
And with your touch
The pattern joins and the stars align
A whisper hits the rain, a figure that casts a shade
And with your touch...
You're the mark on a fairy ring
And I dance with you for an eternity
I break the chain that keeps me in your hands
You're the flair on a camera lens
A long lost vision that I can't contain
Will you wake me up
Will you wake me up...
And with your touch
A pattern joins and the stars align
A whisper hits the rain, a figure that casts a shade
And with your touch
And with your touch...
And with your touch
A pattern joins and the stars align
A whisper hits the rain, a figure that casts a shade
And with your touch
And with your touch...