I�m all alone
The show�s over
Night crawlers crawling closer
Somewhere is temptation
Could it just be my imagination
Was it all just a dream at the bottom of a glass
Next time don�t wake me up
All this too must pass
Call me up when you find out what life means
Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream
Even so it gets harder
Can�t finish what you can�t get started
Everywhere seems so brown signs of life are happening anyhow
Should I just disappear behind a one way glass remain
Invisible all this too must pass
So, call me up when you find out what life means
Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream
Late at night when I can�t sleep
Listen down to the sound on the street
Then the dawn, the dawn comes chasing
To remind me of the time I�m wasting
So, call me up when you find out what life means
Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream
The show�s over
Night crawlers crawling closer
Somewhere is temptation
Could it just be my imagination
Was it all just a dream at the bottom of a glass
Next time don�t wake me up
All this too must pass
Call me up when you find out what life means
Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream
Even so it gets harder
Can�t finish what you can�t get started
Everywhere seems so brown signs of life are happening anyhow
Should I just disappear behind a one way glass remain
Invisible all this too must pass
So, call me up when you find out what life means
Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream
Late at night when I can�t sleep
Listen down to the sound on the street
Then the dawn, the dawn comes chasing
To remind me of the time I�m wasting
So, call me up when you find out what life means
Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream