Destroy this city of delusion Break these walls down Why do we face Justify my reasons with your bloody hand Stay, wait for me Build a fortress and shield your beliefs Touch the divide as we fall in the ravine Can't believe When I don't trust

I undressed you with my eyes I have Maybe even raped you In a dark and eerie corner of my mind I tucked you there And touched you in a dream last night Pushed you aside when you entered My thoughts at the wrong time I have sat up upon your lap and

When you touch me in that way, I just don't know what to do, love I'm so in love You don't seem to understand me when I say I'm feeling blu love I can't get you out my mind You send me pictures I ain't calling crisis You send the pictures If your harp is

When you're reaching out, reaching out for me, yeah So when you reach for me, I'm glad I'm by your side And you're holding me, I'm alright, I'm alright I wanna hold you, I wanna touch you I wanna feel good and make you mine We're on our own Somehow we

You're out of touch I'm out of time When you're not around But I'm out of my head Out of touch Out of time And soul really matters to me Out of touch Shake it up is all that we know

Then just walk away But we had yesterday If I've got to be strong Don't you know I need to have tonight when you're gone? Touch me in the morning We don't have tomorrow Wasn't it me who said that Nothing good's gonna last forever?

You're out of touch I'm out of time But I'm out of my head when you're not around (Out of touch) Oh oh oh oh oh oh (Out of time) We're soul alone And soul really matters to me Shake it up is all that we know

You're out of touch I'm out of time When you're not around But I'm out of my head Out of touch Out of time And soul really matters to me Out of touch Shake it up is all that we know

When you talk, talk All you wanna do is talk, talk All I wanted was, all I wanted was All I wanted was your reckless heart Touch of your skin Blurring my vision Seeing the same film again Closer you pull me Under the table

When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze And touches with her hand the summer trees, Perhaps you'll understand what memories I own. There's a dance pavilion in the rain all shuttered down, A winding country lane all russet brown, A