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[WENDLA]
Something’s started crazy
Sweet and unknown

Something you keep
In a box on the street
Now it’s longing for a home

[ALL]
And who can say what dreams are?

[WENDLA]
Wake me in time to be lonely and sad

[ALL]
And who can say what we are?

[WENDLA]
This is the season for dreaming

And now our bodies are the guilty ones
Who touch
And color the hours

Night won’t breathe
Oh, how we
Fall into silence from the sky

[MELCHIOR & WENDLA]
And whisper some silver reply
Whoa...

[MELCHIOR]
Pulse is gone and racing
All fits and starts

Window by window
You try and look into
This brave new you that you are

[ALL]
And who can say what dreams are?

[MELCHIOR & WENDLA]
Wake me in time to be out in the cold

[ALL]
And who can say what we are?

[MELCHIOR & WENDLA]
This is the reason for dreaming

[ALL]
And now our bodies are the guilty ones
Our touch
Will fill every hour

Huge and dark
Oh, our hearts
Will murmur the blues from on high

Then whisper some silver reply
Whoa...

And now our bodies are the guilty ones
Our touch
Will color the hours

Night won’t breathe
Oh, how we
Fall in silence from the sky

Then whisper some silver reply
Whoa...

And now our bodies are the guilty ones
[WENDLA]   Something’s started crazy   Sweet and unknown      Something you keep   In a box on the street   Now it’s longing for a home      [ALL]   And who can say what dreams are?      [WENDLA]   Wake me in time to be lonely and sad      [ALL]   And who can say what we are?      [WENDLA]   This is the season for dreaming      And now our bodies are the guilty ones   Who touch   And color the hours      Night won’t breathe   Oh, how we   Fall into silence from the sky      [MELCHIOR & WENDLA]   And whisper some silver reply   Whoa...      [MELCHIOR]   Pulse is gone and racing    All fits and starts      Window by window   You try and look into   This brave new you that you are      [ALL]   And who can say what dreams are?      [MELCHIOR & WENDLA]   Wake me in time to be out in the cold      [ALL]   And who can say what we are?      [MELCHIOR & WENDLA]   This is the reason for dreaming      [ALL]   And now our bodies are the guilty ones    Our touch   Will fill every hour      Huge and dark   Oh, our hearts   Will murmur the blues from on high      Then whisper some silver reply   Whoa...      And now our bodies are the guilty ones    Our touch   Will color the hours      Night won’t breathe   Oh, how we   Fall in silence from the sky      Then whisper some silver reply   Whoa...      And now our bodies are the guilty ones