She was a love she was my friend
we talked of nights beginning without end
without end
looking for reasons looking for signs
looking for messages between the lines
between the lines
These things I love these things I hate
looking for love in a dreamstate - in a dreamstate
A kiss on the balcony a kiss in the park
we were together when the night was dark
oh so dark
speaking in riddles feeling with thumbs
heartache recaptured in the mother tongue
the mother tongue
These things I love these things I hate
looking for love in a dreamstate - in a dreamstate
Feel the nerve ends prickle with tension
too cool to fumble too hot to mention
I put it in writing but not to the letter
feel it or leave it the sooner the better
She was a love she was my friend
we talked of nights beginning without end
without end
These things I love these things I hate
looking for love in a dreamstate - in a dreamstate