Nocturnal - Crushed, Mike Brown, Mike Halland

Take a number, have a seat and dust the covers off

Drop the clutch and make the wheels spin

Melt into the night

Say goodbye now, bed discarded

Created from these thoughts

Somehow the drama led to the notion

That only faith survives

So the story goes

Am I really safe in your arms

Does it ever hurt, do you ever know

And now I’m waiting on line

And yes I’m hating that I feel so exposed

Scared to dream, shed the dead weight from my last scene ya

So the story goes

Am I really safe in your arms

Does it ever burn

Does it ever hurt, do you ever know

And now I’m waiting on line

And yes I’m hating that I feel so alone

Scared to dream, shed the dead weight from my last scene