I wouldn't have fallen inside of saint Peter's,
And I wouldn't have marks to tell them apart,

I wouldn't have stood in places you stand,
And I would...

I wouldn't have danced you down with the sun,
And I would not have did if you had not done,

I wouldn't have stepped inside of your dream,
And I would...

If night gets cold your love is getting old, and it's all right,
It's all right...

You touch like magic and dance with me down,
Into the delicate light in I'll go with you somehow,
Your dream has died your past is on fire at last.

You touch like magic and dance with me down,
Into the delicate light I'll go with you somehow,
Your dream has died your past is on fire at last...

I wouldn't have touched the space in between,
And I wouldn't have leant so hard on your lean,
I wouldn't have stepped inside of tour dream,
And I would...

I wouldn't have lead a long and cold reign,
With a broken idea of a heart on a chain,
If you cannot love then who can I blame?

If night gets cold your love is getting old,
And it's all right,
It's all right.

You touch like magic and dance with me down,
Into the delicate light I'll go with you some how,
Your dream has died your past is on fire at last.

You touch like magic and dance with me down,
Into the delicate light I'll go with you some how,
Your dream has died your past is on fire at last.

I wouldn't have fallen inside of saint Peter's,
and I wouldn't have marks to tell them apart,

I wouldn't have stepped in places you stood,
And I would...

If night gets cold your love is getting old and its all right,
Its all right...

(Merci a nathcava pour cettes paroles)