English
Before you slip into unconsciousnessI'd like to have another kissAnother flashing chance at blissAnother kiss, another kissThe days are bright and filled with painEnclose me in your gentle rainThe time you ran was too insaneWe'll meet again, we'll meet againOh tell me where your freedom liesThe streets are fields that never dieDeliver me from reasons whyYou'd rather cry, I'd rather flyThe crystal ship is being filledA thousand girls, a thousand thrillsA million ways to spend your timeWhen we get back, I'll drop a line