Innocent idols who turn me on
While selling bibles to babies
We sleep for a while, but then you are gone
All I have left is the story
All I can see before me is the darkest blues
Because I slip to the depths without you
If I met a waitress, could she turn me on?
I got the time to let her know me
I keep my focus, but my dreams keep me strong
I come abreast of it slowly
All I can see before me is the darkest blue
Because I slip to the depths without you (to you, my love)
So many hours (to you, my love) that I see before me (to you, my love)
Now the stars (to you, my love) are out of view (to you, my love)
Because I slip (to you, my love) to the depths (to you, my love) without you (to you, my love)
(To you, my love)
