1.
On a frosty afternoon
In the year of Mars shining bright in the sky
I found out somebody else living my dream
I missed my train, I´ve lost my touch
Little bird, your voice sounds so weak
Where´s the red gone from your cheeks?
How come you´re singing out of tune?
Are you sick of life like me?
Chorus:
Oh lord, we´re all alone but we feel so free
2.
So we sit by midnight wine
And I don´t know what to say
´Cos my source, my spring has dried
Midnight desert is the only place to hide
The sound is blue and brown
And I watch it through a glass of midnight wine
The blue turns to scarlet
Then all the other colours fade
Chorus:
Oh lord, we´re all alone but we feel so free
If you tell the truth
I may tell a lie
´Cos I ain´t no good
No good in your life
I am like steam
I may sublime
I may just leave you with a hole in your heart
