The Cure – Waiting scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 Tonight I’ll dream A girl called Home And wake up in tears All on my one With the sun coming up And my head against stone Balcony dressed and drawn Tonight I’ll dream A room so far away Frost pale blue the colour Of a perfect day And then screw up my face In the mirror as I wait For the others to call But if I don’t believe in magic And I don’t believe in blood And I don’t believe in miracles And I don’t believe in love Then how come I believe so soon In a cherry tree girl And a dust blue room? Tonight I’ll dream an hour So long Shadow soft smiles And everyone loves me To open my eyes In a drag myself face undone Hard back into the world Tonight I’ll dream A dream I dream Without even trying I’m flying I scream I spit at my pillow Stained face And the others all come But if I don’t believe in magic And I don’t believe in blood And I don’t believe in miracles And I don’t believe in love Then how come I believe it seems In a girl called Home And a world called dreams?