St. Peters

I wouldnt have fallen inside of saint Peters,
And I wouldnt have marks to tell them apart,
I wouldnt have stood in places you stand,
And I would...
I wouldnt have danced you down with the sun,
And I would not have did if you had not done,
I wouldnt have stepped inside of your dream,
And I would...
If night gets cold your love is getting old, and its all right,
Its all right...
You touch like magic and dance with me down,
Into the delicate light in Ill go with you somehow,
Your dream has died your past is on fire at last.
You touch like magic and dance with me down,
Into the delicate light Ill go with you somehow,
Your dream has died your past is on fire at last...
I wouldnt have touched the space in between,
And I wouldnt have leant so hard on your lean,
I wouldnt have stepped inside of tour dream,
And I would.. .
I wouldnt have lead a long and cold reign,
With a broken idea of a heart on a chain,
If you cannot love then who can I blame?
If night gets cold your love is getting old,
And its all right,
Its all right.
You touch like magic and dance with me down,
Into the delicate light Ill go with you some how,
Your dream has died your past is on fire at last.
You touch like magic and dance with me down,
Into the delicate light Ill go with you some how,
Your dream has died your past is on fire at last.
I wouldnt have fallen inside of saint Peters,
and I wouldn't have marks to tell them apart,
I wouldnt have stepped in places you stood,
And I would...
If night gets cold your love is getting old and its all right,
Its all right