Standing outside on just another night to fix the end for the year that passed her by.
Her steady eyes fix a reflection deeply clouded with disguise.
So girl, don’t let it die.
Don’t let the romance from your life subside and leave you dry.
Girl, don’t let it lie to other nights just like tonight.
Find your feet in good time.
You’d lie awake and try to take yourself away to foreign lands and lovers' hands around your waist.
My great mistake would be to stay and watch my dreaming start to fade.
Feet begin to ache.