Well I believe in a land
A land where fairy tales await
Where kisses hang on hooks like bait
And swing slowly back and forth before the faces of two lonely soulsThis land, in which I'm singing of
Houses such hatred, grief and love
So many wild and crazy things, emotions you would never dream of
yet they're tearing through your burdened heart, your soaking eyesand I think it's time I realized the strange reality
that this life, this land, is here and now and this person is me
so I am not gonna waste this moment
next time
now when, the night has found its end
you're sitting with that special friend
a pause it drifts between then and you're departuredon't walk away, that's unwanted space lingering in between you and the other
move in, move in, move in for the killand I think it's time I realized the strange reality
that this life, this land, is here and now and this person is me...
you will not forgive yourself
you will not move gracefully forward
you will dwell, oh will you ever its hell, let me tell you
and I will not waste this moment
no I will never waste this moment
I will not waste this moment
Next time
