in my dreams they're coming to collect    ive got something that they want    and i dont know what it is    but you hid it in my luggage    like a needle in a haystack    so im running like a criminal    im sneaking round each corner    in a phone booth, through a window    and the air is cold around me    and im running for my life       borrow, beg or steal    everything is real    one day you might feel    alright again       so i kissed you on the lips    you were sleeping    like a racehorse in the evening    all that power, motivation    and the endless broken omens    and i dont know if i love you    but i really wanna own you    and ive kept you like a secret    from the moment that i found you       we can make a deal    everything is real    one day i might feel    alright again       and i can write my way    out of this pain    thats a promise that you made me    in a letter that you sent me    from chicago on a freezing day in winter    now i feel a little lighter    but it really doesnt matter    cos this love is not obedient    its got its own agenda    and it wants to take me over    and it wants to pull you under    and it would like nothing better    than to tear us both to pieces    and it wont do what its told       show me how you feel    everything is real    one day itll be    alright again    one day itll be    alright again