If I wake up tomorrow I'll paint the city in white and
bloody red
maybe then can I remember what it was like to be with you
and if I sleep for a hundred nights I'll cover the walls
of my room with posters of you
maybe then can I remember what it was like to sleep with
you
I really wanna take you there where I know you'll be in
my hands
I really wanna take you there
maybe then can I remember, maybe then can I remember
I really wanna take you there where I know you'll be in
my hands
I really wanna take you there
what it was like to be with you