If I had another life And not the one i'm in I'd reach down into my soul And find a little love within I'd emerge as someone new Dressed in another skin Be someone who wants something more And not the fool I've been I look into your eyes to see what i can see But i only see a paper face staring back at me Only you can understand what love is meant to be And it's a strange thing, undoughtedly I'ts a kind of love, this strange thing that we have It's a kind of love, a kind of going mad It's sometimes good, but never truly bad It's a kind of love, this strange that we have And in the night When sleep won't come for free A laughing dancing clown In dreams that torment me And there you are again That photo in my pocket It's a madness in my mind But i don't know how to stop We meet in shadows after dark we run down endless streets Black serpents at my back i never get to sleep Red roses falling from the sky landing at my feet But they turn to thorn and make me bleed It's a kind of love, this strange thing that we have It's a kind of love, a kind of going mad It's sometimes good, but never truly bad It's a kind of love, this strange that we have