Do you hear the sound of July outside
The last time we saw each other it was winter and a meter of snow
I can hear the music you gave me tonight
So this is how it sounded while the anxiety caught up
I want to hear a deserted weekend explode outside your window
Sometimes I become so disturbed by the silence here
I think of you
I think of you
I think of you sometimes
Give me a new drug that takes me somewhere
I need a new medicine and a new land
When I appeared happy and free it was false alarm, false advertising
But even a compulsive liar has his charm
I can hear the music you gave me tonight
Stand still, I loop the same beat
But there is something there that just must be said...
I think of you
I think of you
I think of you sometimes
I think of you
think of you
think of you sometimes
I think of you
think of you
think of you
I think of you
think of you
think of you
I think of you
think of you
think of you