Dying flowers An unmade bed A closet full of summer clothes That can't be meant to me And when I'm stuck In this holy place I picture you And I fall its way Peeking through ♪ And nothing's real When I'm around you And when I fade away You'll bring me back to the surface And when I go I'll be just one call away from you And then a truly heart I know is one call away from you Endless hours Working late I count the time 'till your return And write this door-sick end Hopeless lovers We never choose There's nothing now beside this place That's more than hell with you ♪ And nothing's real When I'm around you And when I fade away You'll bring me back to the surface And when I go I'll be just one call away from you And then a truly heart I know is one call away from you