Groping my way in
I find the scene
The scene of the crime
Everything is covered in dust
Was it only a dream
How would I know
I see her body twisting
Under a charmed oppressive air
She' s dancing with my laughs
Dancing with rage
Shaking her hands around my eyes
It drives me mad
Shaking her hands
Falling in the fit , a fit of angst
Falling in a fit of madness
You wanted to make love
With your guardian angel
You walk on air
I'm the only one
Who can pull the strings
You walk on air
You're a tightrope walker
Above the life I thought out for you
You walk on air…
Groping my way in
I find the scene
The scene of the crime
Everything is covered in dust
You wanted to make love
With your guardian angel
You wanted to make love
With your guardian angel
You walk on air
I'm the only one
Who can pull the strings
You walk on air
You're a tightrope walker
Above the life I thought out for you
You walk on air…