What do you think I fell when I, when I, take it with you?
What do you think I see when I, when I, take it with you?
Somewhere else, somewhere else, somewhere else
What do you think I feel when I, when I'm kissing you?
Somewhere else, somewhere else, somewhere else
We're walking in the streets - or what's left of them
I take your hand, and the city is slowly vanishing
There's no crowd anymore, no cars, no signals
But in the middle of the road, a purple and mellow shape is floating
The shape of our mutual dream
Stay calm, hold me tight, give it a chance to take us away
We will live, we will dream on the shadow of our world
