Lyrics

<p>We washed our minds in the sands of time. Children and lovers dont mind the cold. Where are you sleeping? Cuz' I dont know. But if I listen in the night, I hear you sigh. Now I'm not made entirely of stone. Is what you dream for out there on your own? Children and lovers dont mind the cold. Are these dirtied hands? No one knows. But if I listen in the night, I hear you sigh.</p>