Sleepwalking Songtext
von The Shadow Theory
Sleepwalking Songtext
Last night I heard you, opening doors and rattling chains
Angel
Last night I heard you, tapping your nails on the window pan
Angel
Nightmare I cannot escape
Shake my head, but I′m awake
Cut myself, hurt myself, I'm sleepwalking
Last night I saw you, stepping on glass and leaving no trace
Angel
Like a spider creeping through the crack, in the wall of a lonely place
Angel
Follow every step I take
Stranger I cannot forsake
Shake myself, can′t wake myself, I'm sleepwalking
In the corner of my eye, moving, shifting
A figure dressed in white, floating, drifting
In the corner of my eye, moving, shifting
A figure dressed in white, floating, drifting
Gone before the time, I turn my head
Last night I touched you, as you turned to hide your crying face
Angel
Last night I felt you, as you held me in your cold embrace
Angel
Dream from which I can't awake
Witches spell I cannot break
Scratch myself or bleed myself
I′m sleepwalking
In the corner of my eye, moving, shifting
A figure dressed in white, floating, drifting
Gone before the time, I turn my head
I swear I hear her voice calling me
Angel
Last night I heard you, tapping your nails on the window pan
Angel
Nightmare I cannot escape
Shake my head, but I′m awake
Cut myself, hurt myself, I'm sleepwalking
Last night I saw you, stepping on glass and leaving no trace
Angel
Like a spider creeping through the crack, in the wall of a lonely place
Angel
Follow every step I take
Stranger I cannot forsake
Shake myself, can′t wake myself, I'm sleepwalking
In the corner of my eye, moving, shifting
A figure dressed in white, floating, drifting
In the corner of my eye, moving, shifting
A figure dressed in white, floating, drifting
Gone before the time, I turn my head
Last night I touched you, as you turned to hide your crying face
Angel
Last night I felt you, as you held me in your cold embrace
Angel
Dream from which I can't awake
Witches spell I cannot break
Scratch myself or bleed myself
I′m sleepwalking
In the corner of my eye, moving, shifting
A figure dressed in white, floating, drifting
Gone before the time, I turn my head
I swear I hear her voice calling me
Writer(s): Devon Graves, Arne Schuppner, Dimitrios Skotinis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com