Leaving to escape

Windmills on the southern plain

Hum your name

49 palms muddled over my words

Wait for more

Sleep alone

Start all over

Visions flood my mind

So the sins come alive

In the blurring light

Thought I saw your face

Watching broken fingers placed

Blind now we've chased

Sleep alone

Start all over

A fire then the flood

Could something wrong be something good

Do you think you should

I would rather love

Someone I couldn't touch

Than give us up

Sleep alone

Start all over

So I dwell

On going wild again

I love what you do

But I can't get out from under you

So I don't try

Sleep alone

Start all over

So I dwell

On going wild again