I know it's late and I should go to bed,
But I can't turn away from the night.
It holds the seed of a memory,
It's true,
Of you.

When first I saw you I realised
The fire burned deep behind your eyes.
I knew a kiss would paralyse,
It's true,
From you.

I wake in the night
To whisper your name.
Only silence replies,
Its answer a sleeping refrain.
The moments die,
But memory stays.
Love like a carnival's runaway ride
We spin and we climb
To where once I was crying.
And then sometimes angels
Can be devils too,
It's true of you.
It's true of you.

When shadows no longer fall
And footsteps can't be heard at all,
I hear the ghost of a call.
It's true,
From you.

I wake in the night
To whisper your name.
Only silence replies,
Its answer a sleeping refrain.
The moments die,
But memory stays.
Reaching for something that's just out of reach.
Lost to your lips
And drowned in your kiss,
The tide of your passion
Is now but a dream.
It's but a dream.
It's but a dream.