If one bird sings 
Night is over 
And I can't dream you anymore 
If one bird sings 
It's tomorrow 
And the dream of you is broken like before

I can see the city from my window 
I can hear the footsteps on the dawn 
And the sunlight kisses every little flower 
There's a petal in the dark this lying torn
 [bad word] 

Didn't wanna be the one who's waiting 
Waiting for the shadow's to turn black 
But the road to you is feeling so familiar 
And I'll never ever tire of going back
 [bad word] 

I don't want to spend a night without you 
So I'm dreaming as slow as I can 
Oh I'd need 
Twenty million words to write about you 
Bit I sleep and you're here 
Holding my hand...
 [bad word] 

But I'll dreamyou like I dreamed you here before