Sit here thinkin?, thinkin? ?bout the happy times we used to have
Now they?re gone forever, I still have to wait for their return
I'll never learn, I'll never learn
My eyes they burn from sleepless nights crying
Here I am in a dream walking through a purple mist double flow
And clouds of blue are waiting to be kissed to be loved by you
There?s a fog coming through the fog machine (?) beneath the foggy (?)
And the fog takes the shape of love that?s real and it?s true
and it?s you, but I wake up
Chorus