Asleep

Tell me why you burn and then
 I've got to make it real again
 At least as real as it can be these days
 Oh, is it a blast until you're gone
 The cat's on the doorstep
 We were planting flowers in your lawn
 But it's too long
 It's too long
 Nothing is wrong
 Nothing is wrong
 Tell me why you burn and then
 I've got to make it real again
 At least as real as it can be these days
 Oh, is it a blast until you're gone
 The cat's on the doorstep
 We were planting flowers in your lawn
 But it's too long
 It's too long
 Nothing is wrong
 The thick smoke of the street in the middle of the night
 And I'll climb up to heaven
 And peer through your window
 Take the curtains out from your bedroom
 And wrap myself up in them 'til I fall asleep