The faces that I see are quite familiar
And the voices that I hear are pretty clear
The taste of dreaming is piquant
I can feel the spin of the world
I can touch the sky
Since you have fallen into my mind.
The faces that I see are quite familiar
And the voices that I hear are pretty clear
The taste of dreaming is piquant
I can feel the spin of the world
I can touch the sky
Since you have fallen into my mind.