Fill me with your voice again
Baby I feel like dancing with giants
Taking a breath now
I could be your man
If it realy happens
Let's feel no sorrow for this little coincidence
Wake me up in yesterday
Baby I saw your
Dreamscape in my world
That probably never is
A purple label burns
On a glittering vinyl
Dissolving my memoires
Into harmonic tidbits
Just another weekend away
Nobody's fault
Just another runaway game
Again
Take me to the 70's
Baby I bet you
Might be an illusion
Only the sound of
The slowly melting name
But it barely matters
So take me to happiness
Do it as usual
Just another weekend away
Nobody's fault
Just another runaway game
Again
Never too late to play the game
Trapped in amber
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Fill me with your voice again
Baby I feel like dancing with giants
Taking a breath now
I could be your man
If it realy happens
Let's feel no sorrow for this little coincidence
Wake me up in yesterday
Baby I saw your
Dreamscape in my world
That probably never is
A purple label burns
On a glittering vinyl
Dissolving my memoires
Into harmonic tidbits
Just another weekend away
Nobody's fault
Just another runaway game
Again
Take me to the 70's
Baby I bet you
Might be an illusion
Only the sound of
The slowly melting name
But it barely matters
So take me to happiness
Do it as usual
Just another weekend away
Nobody's fault
Just another runaway game
Again
Never too late to play the game
Trapped in amber
Baby I feel like dancing with giants
Taking a breath now
I could be your man
If it realy happens
Let's feel no sorrow for this little coincidence
Wake me up in yesterday
Baby I saw your
Dreamscape in my world
That probably never is
A purple label burns
On a glittering vinyl
Dissolving my memoires
Into harmonic tidbits
Just another weekend away
Nobody's fault
Just another runaway game
Again
Take me to the 70's
Baby I bet you
Might be an illusion
Only the sound of
The slowly melting name
But it barely matters
So take me to happiness
Do it as usual
Just another weekend away
Nobody's fault
Just another runaway game
Again
Never too late to play the game
Trapped in amber
Writer: Roman Zarudiy, Timur Habibullin
Copyright: Lyrics © Iricom US Ltd
Copyright: Lyrics © Iricom US Ltd