Christian

So in your laughter, you do scream

And within your screams you do pretend

You ask of me, ask of me nothing

On your terms we're no longer friends

Harder hard luck stories

Have been told down through the years

Spinning wheels

Crystal perfection

Not to be confused with the tears

Oh, Christian

What about your sad, wild dreams?

What kind of feelings do you feel for me?

Do you cherish all those memories?

What kind of feelings do you feel for me?

Half past one, and the street lamps darken

Can you regard that woman as you regard yourself?

With the faith of a child...have you given enough?

Have you given too much?

Oh, Christian

What about your sad, wild drеams?

What kind of feelings do you feel for me?

Sweet things that we live for

Thеy say that dreams are made of them

Echoes of a lonely, lonely time

Sing to me a recurring line

No quiet cries...something that was

No quiet cries for us

But it was only love, wasn’t it?

Only love, wasn't it?

It was only love, wasn't it?

Only love

Sweet things that we live for

But it was only love