dont fall in love with me, honey you know my face is made of dust all little particles that travel in time little atoms of energy that bow across every dust is every millisecond im like a huge clock of sand metring the time falling out of me everywhere so i cannot be yours and nothing is mine
if you reach out your hands you will touch a face that is in destramation falling and falling you dont want to call in that sensation
i know this kind of truth something thats not for you youre running possibly away while im standing every night awake oh-whoa im flowing out with every second you loose me with every second is less and less remained for us to live we lost some years we lost the seasons we lost the movements and there well be hungry for them do you think that time can repair the time? do you think oh do you think well have to know it again?
so dont touch me baby cause i dont want to come back here can you release your dreams about me id like to but i know its impossible, they are too deep they are even deeper than the fear