Finally alone in my silent room
I don’t remember what happened here
I feel like a ghost, no shape and no soul
I can only wait here with my broken bones
Now people have gone
but I don’t know who they were
And when the coloured light of crystals paints the air
I keep on dreamin’ on (…on and on…)
Lying on the cold floor I sleep…I sleep
I’m really stoned,
dead stars in my head
I watch the clock on the wall
without the minute hands
Drops of blood from my nose
run from warm to cold
Maybe a consequence of what I’ve done
Now people have gone
but I don’t know who they were
And when the coloured light of crystals paints the air
I keep on dreamin’ on…(…on and on…)
Lying on the cold floor I sleep…I sleep
…and when the coloured light of crystals paints the air…