Speaking in gray words, the passive and the civil
Now our love starts to burn like the night for it's candle
Eclipse the painful space between our lust driven bodies
With our hearts pressed together
This is making love, this is making melody
And then I wake up and you and I were never in love
And you and I were never in love
I slip back to slumber and appear on a comet
And your eyes hide conviction
And you were singing so loud
You were painting with an ice brush onto the heaven's red canvas
And burn a hole through the universe with your fire, oh
And then I wake up and you and I were never in love
And you and I were never in love
