The ties that bind our hands are on our necks and we're strangling for our final breath. We pass the torch along to our kids; we're burning there minds, but we can't touch their hearts. Until our tears fall in love, I'll stitch my cheek to yours and we'll dance all nighit under the moonlight. Like present-day towers, I'll crumble to a crashing defeat and in the blackout we'll fall into a dream. Your love, what more could I sing of. Your eyes, they were my first love. We'll start right back again like a million times before though we've fallen like leaves during autumn. Our tears are mad in love and our cheeks are red and blush, but I don't want to go to sleep so I'll just fall into a dream. Come between everything. Come between everything and blow me away.