Talk till I'm blue
In danger of waking you
I'd hoped that we'd arrive in the same place
Wearing my heart
beautiful day
But it would always end with a perfect pain
 
Oh these images I created
But the warmth of your arms never came
So I stopped waiting
 
But its half heaven
That's all you were
real imitation
That's all you were
 
Oh these images I created
But the warmth of your arms never came
So I stopped waiting
 
perfect stranger, that's all your were
 
Oh these images I created
But the warmth of your arms never came
So I stopped waiting
 
perfect stranger, that's all your were