Xymox - A Million Things

Words won't occur to me

At half past three

My reason die

Why couldn't you make that choice





Noise of life begins too soon

I closed my eyes

How could you be so cruel

Sweet vision of mine



And i keep dreaming of

A million things

And i keep dreaming of

A million things

They have wings



I layed down my sleeping head

Time burns away

Let the living creatures lie

Midnight visions awfully die



And i keep dreaming of

A million things

And i keep dreaming of

A million things