It's too late
To sing this song
That I sing
When I'm alone

A fantasy, a stage
Where I can play it right
And everything we say
Will always play just right

It's too late
To call your phone

And persuade you
To call me home

A little shed, a lake
Some Pioneers outside
And no one to complain
About our techno nights

We'll blow out the speakers
And speak about Head High
We'll freak out like ravers
And rave on through the night

Until I trip, hit my head
And it goes so goddamn fast and I'll
Make it worse, this is my curse
And it all seeps through the cracks

But I walk in
While my hands sink
In the waters of our love

But I walk in
While my hands sink
In the waters of our love

We'll blow out the speakers
And speak eye to eye
We'll freak out like ravers
And rave on through the night