She whispered over my shoulder
Trying not to catch his sight
She's elusive like a sudden smile

Her fingers grew much colder
I wasn't ready to be right
Me against the logic - 
I don't have much time

And i don't pretend
To find the stakes
On my side anyway.
It just makes me laugh -
The game that you can't win.

Waiting for dramatisation
There's no finding any cause
To watch my soul just lying on the flaws...

Who can tell right from wrong
Make the harmony flow
And then participate in your own play.

Here's the way for you now
Hold me tight, bring me down
And then participate in your own play.

Unbearable confusion
Unreasonable [bad word] with an aggravation for a start

Now twilight's slowly dying
Lying calmly on a draught
The mirror still reflects the moment's gone

Underlined mistakes
Your silent steps 
Perfection of the rain
It just makes me smile -
The day that will [bad word] 
Waiting for dramatisation
There's no finding any cause
To watch my soul just lying on the flaws...

Who can tell right from wrong
Make the harmony flow
And then participate in your own play.

Here's the way for you now
Hold me tight, bring me down
And then participate in your own play.