Easy...
how lonely you are? , waiting
at the sunday park
I'll elude you
I will loose you
existing were no soul apart

you stand, stand on a platform
your effigy dissolves in my hand
when I feel like someone to lie on
and I feel like someone to rely on
you can't wake up
you can't wake up

you can't wake up...

you can't wake up
you can't wake up

you can't wake up...

illusions, born of the air
something seems so precious there
I'll elude you
I will loose you
as rehearsal of my despair
when I feel like someone to lie on
and I feel like someone to die on
you can't wake up
you can't wake up

you can't wake up...

you can't wake up
you can't wake up

you can't wake up...

(((Oh hear me
I'm what you have left
Here I am
In this necrologue of love ))) * in the single extended version