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