Lirama

It rolls in like a cold wind
It fills me up with fear
The icy fingers clutch me
With each motion that I hear
Though dilligence caress me
Deliverence unfold
The distant bells are ringing
In a small town in my soul

refrain:
Dream up, dream up,
Let me fill your cup,
I promise you the world
I promise you the world,
I'll love you as a factory in the desert

While trying to obsess me
Her confidence falls down
I hav to steal this moment to
Observe her wistful frown
But her logic is a jungle
Insecurity roams wild
The laughter's ever present
In the camp of the beguiled

refrain

Come to me, come to me, come to me