Tossing and turning lost
My dreams unregarded
Caught up in her eyes
Getting in for secrets in her garden
I'm feeling low
The numbers know
Gotta find some stable ground
I climb higher
Oh my desire
So raise it up
Just raise it up
Cut the haze
Raise it up
So raise it up
Get what I mean
Cut the scene
And raise it up
There are no words to describe this perfect view
There are no words to describe this perfect view
Of you
Tossing and turning in your sleep
You will guard it
Can't you see it in my eyes?
My love has departed
I'm feeling low
The numbers know
Gotta find some stable ground
I climb higher
Oh my desire
So raise it up
Just raise it up
Cut the haze
Raise it up
So raise it up
Get what I mean
Cut the scene
And raise it up