Make me wonder again Or make me learn to pretend There is no rush when you don't belong Turns out we don't all fight like dogs in the end Most of us want to roll out, roll under the grass You an endless cartoon, no bridge in your song Spirulina won't

Louder than sirens Louder than bells Sweeter than heaven And hotter than hell There's a drumming noise inside my head It makes such an all mighty sound That starts when you're around I swear that you could hear it As I move my feet towards your body

Blind in the dark dungeon's night Out in the distance There's so much gold The treasure that I've found Is more than enough Far to be the hill we've to go Over the mountain and seas To the old hill Where the old dragon sleeps

Louder than sirens Louder than bells Sweeter than heaven And hotter than hell There's a drumming noise inside my head It makes such an all mighty sound That starts when you're around I swear that you could hear it As I move my feet towards your body

To the top of the world Disappearing everyday without so much as a word somehow There's a whole lot of singing that's never gonna be heard Think I broke the wings off that little song bird She's never gonna fly to the top of the world right now I wished

(What about us) Did you ever stop to notice Is there a time What about sunrise What about rain What about all the things that you said We were to gain What about killing fields

He'll never love you like I can, can, can Why are you looking down all the wrong roads When mine is the heart and the soul of the song There may be lovers who hold out their hands but He could be a sinner, or a gentleman He could be your preacher, when

Still I choke on her lies I wish I was free of this Still I feel my strength hurt To pick, hold my head high I rewrite my song I see her in my dreams Wish that she wasn't there But she still haunts me and I

The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks You sang me a song as pure as the breeze Blowing up the road to glenaveigh I sat for a while at the cross at finnoe Where young lovers would meet when the

(What about us?) Did you ever stop to notice (What about us) (What about it?) Is there a time What about sunrise What about rain