| A stolen glance in the moonlight | |
| A subtle touch and I believe again | |
| Trying to feel our wary steps | |
| In the darkness that is sweet | |
| Like the red wine on your lips | |
| Just like the illusions that I'll miss | |
| When finally this all slips away... | |
| Dreaming under torrid ruins | |
| The embers fade into the mist | |
| And I could scream but I must pretend | |
| The world hasn't changed | |
| And I am the same | |
| But I know the distance will slowly withdraw | |
| And dreams will fade away | |
| ...Still the shadows of hurtful doubts | |
| Oh they fill my sleepless nights... | |
| Finally adrift in the shelter of dreams | |
| All I see is the deceitful eyes of love... | |
| Still your lies are sweeter than any truth I've heard | |
| And so, for now, I don't even mind | |
| Dreaming under torrid ruins |