Hold me down, all the world's asleep,
I need you now, you've knocked me off my feet,
I dream of you and we talk of growing old.
Hold me down, all the world's asleep,
I need you now, you've knocked me off my feet,
I dream of you and we talk of growing old.
Some might say they don't believe in heaven,
go and tell it to the man who lives in hell.
And all the roads we have to walk are winding.
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding.
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how...
Someday you will find me gone beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova in the sky.
I can give a hundred million reasons
To build a barricade
I blame it on the changing of the seasons
The thoughts that I've conveyed