he smoke of a cigarette, a table with flowers
ice spinning 'round in alcohol, my heart's frozen
she's waiting for the sound of the night's power
who is longing for the next revolution
who really cares about paying attention
it feels like drowning in my frustration
awaiting for the sound
let the sound break the night
let her long lost love come inside
the wind makes noises i fear for the first time
the creaks of a small and cheap radio
the moment of a heartbreak, it's time to go
still waiting for the sound
let the sound break the night
let her long lost love come inside