Out of the blue
Deep in a dream, deep in a dream
It comes like a thorn in my side
Caught up in the undertone
That's when you walk in the room
A change in the season
I saw a face in the smoke
Avoiding the pale afternoon
You ask me if I still want you
Except for the music at night
But nothing seems right
Chilled by the evening
A change in the season
Lost in a maze, lost in a maze
Sleeping on Sunday
I looked for you, I was invisible too
But nothing seems right
I call your name, I call your name
Of course I do, of course I do
It comes like a thorn in my side
When I awoke
Except for the music at night
Lost in a maze, lost in a maze
A shift in the darkness
Except for the music at night
Nothing seems right
But nothing seems right
