I'm drained but aching for more,
And the devil inside is reading
The words of the saddest poem
To be engraved on the stone of my grave.

I'd kill to share your pain
And sell my soul for you just to say:

"I dream what you're dreaming
And feel what you're feeling,
Love's our shadow on the wall
With the face of God".

Nothing will be enough
For the ones who keep on stumbling
In the garden of withering [bad word] Without the courage to leave.

I'd take my life for your kiss
And lose it all to take you across the abyss.

I dream what you're dreaming
And feel what you're feeling,
Love's our shadow on the wall
With the face of God.

You dream what I'm dreaming
And see what I'm seeing,
Love's our shadow on the wall
With the Face of God.

Labyrinth in a shape of a heart,
Love's secret architecture,
I find myself to be lost in the
Arms of your fate.

I'd kill to share your pain
(And carry the shame)
And sell my soul for you just to say
Love's name in vain
Again and again.

I dream what you're dreaming
And feel what you're feeling,
Love's our shadow on the wall
With the face of God.

You dream what I'm dreaming
And see what I'm seeing,
Love's our shadow on the wall
With the face of God.

Love's our shadow on the wall
With the face of
(Face of)
The face of
(Face of) God

Face of God.