the icehouse

there'll be some wholesale changes to my dreams tonight try as i may i just got to get this right...

he paints a perfect picture of a perfect world tellin so many stories of a perfect life he sings another...

she sings sometimes so quietly i seldom hear her words she cries sometimes so painfully she can't hide her tears...

i'm looking for something it's hiding so well picking up the pieces you know i can tell i think i...

i've found that love is such a strange emotion leaving me lost and found in the in between they both...