Past the 19 a 9 cloud
Where the memory long, long lives
You came from some ride

Have ?for a spin, to tell these lies
And it told me what you want
Abide to prevale your planes

So just no time, it says no mean
To drink the wine
Wrong voice that's in my head

You gave a storm I kept
Fits you the sharade right
Don't you think, that's the time to come on

And he told me that one day
It's gone through much near the sun
And leaves poor eyes

Will fall from the skies
Thoughts kills empty
After all, he has took me

To ?passion
It wants to know, if the sun
?to shine,

Wrong voice that's in my head
You gave a storm I kept
Fits you the sharade right

Don't you think, that's the time to come on.