Texty: Moloko. The Only Ones.

If often in the still of night
Thoughts turn out twisted, well unwind
Uncurl and lay the worries of the world
By any fire you find

Dreamers
Only believers in their sleep
Under achievers take a leap
Tell her the secrets that you keep

So close and yet too far out
Maybe, someday you'll hear
Sweet something's whispered softly
Into your ear

To those with afflictions, prone to addictions
To users and to losers
Doubters and their daughters and sons
Your angel will come

Maybe, she's come and gone
Already lost the one
What have you done?
You lost the only one

If you came from something
And you're headed nowhere
Out on the run
Allow this thought to crystallize

It is better in the long run
To never get there
And let the journey decide

In all this doom and this gloom
And pessimistical visions
Came all condemned men
All fatalists in metaphysical fear
How could love be here?

To those with afflictions, prone to addictions
To users and losers
Doubters and their daughters and sons
Your Angel will come

And to those with intentions in all three dimensions
To jokers and to the joke
Doubters and their daughters and sons
Maybe you've found the one

Maybe she's come and gone