A winter palace From the arabian nights White waves on an ocean Gems from a golden age
Life in your new world Turning round and round Making some sense Where there's no sense at all
No promises But if you should fall
Stars die in the silence Of arabian nights Wind washes the seasons In these days of a golden age
Life in your new world Turning round and round Making some sense Where there's no sense at all
No promises But if you should fall
I could give you more Than just the shape of things Break every word Begin it all again Your name on a white sheet Pure lace shot with passion But as love lies Bleeding in your hands
Heaven sends you No promises Of arabian nights No white waves on an ocean No gems from a golden age
Life in your new world Turning round and round So make some sense Where there's no sense at all
I give you No promises But if you should fall
No promises But if you should fall You fall
No promises But if you should fall
No promises But if you should fall You fall
Life in your new world As it turns round and round
