Asleep

Tell me why you burn and then I've got to make it real again At least as real as it Can be these days Oh is it a blast until you're gone The cat's on the doorstep We were planting flowers in your lawn But it's too long It's too long Nothing is wrong Nothing is wrong Tell me why you burn and then I've got to make it real again At least as real as it Can be these days Oh is it a blast until you're gone The cat's on the doorstep We were planting flowers in your lawn But it's too long It's too long Nothing is wrong The thick smoke of the street in the middle of the night And I'll climb up to heaven And peer through your window Take the curtains out from your bedroom And wrap myself up in them til I fall asleep