Лин Куэй будет моим. © Фрост
Lips are turning blue,
A kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
My beautiful.

Tiptoe to your room
A starlight in the gloom
I only dream of you
And you never knew...

Sing for absolution
I will be singing
And falling from your grace....

There's nowhere left to hide
In no one to confide
The truth burns deep inside
And will never die.

Lips are turning blue
A kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
My beautiful...

Sing for absolution
I will be singing
Falling from your grace..

Sing for absolution
I will be singing
And falling from your grace..

I wrongs
Remain unrectified
And our souls
Won't be exhumed...

(c) Muse

@музыка: Muse.