There's a place in time for you and I to come alive
There's a place, a hideaway, don't run away
Climb the stairs inside my mind so you can find
That there's a place to hide away, to get away
Sliding down the stairs hanging on a silver thread
Hold my hair, I'm losing it, heavy locks of auburn mist
Cyan wallpaper
Cyan is fading
Wallpaper
Is fading
Cyan wallpaper
Cyan is fading
Love affairs and broken dreams still crumbling
Tied to this chair I'm burning slowly
Sliding down the stairs hanging on a silver thread
Hold my hair I'm losing it, heavy locks of auburn mist
