"Another wasted moment
realising we're not real.
Can you hear the angels calling
when night is young and silence comes?
You touch my face and
I break down.
Dreaming on, tonight we're safe
and free under the wings in the
safest place. I close my eyes
for a while and you are there, we fly
behind the stars where the distance
ends.
Tonight, I'm sleeping with eyes
wide open, you're my eyes when
I am not there. These everlasting
angels calling, it can`t be real,
this must be a dream,
you touch my face, you set me free.
When night is young and silence comes,
you touch my face and I break down,
this can`t be real, this must be a dream,
you touch my face, you set me free..."