If I wake up tomorrow   I'll paint the city in white and bloody red   Maybe then can I remember    What it was like to be with you      And if I sleep for a hundred nights   I'll cover the walls of my room with posters of you   Maybe then can I remember   What it was like to sleep you      I really wanna take you there   Where I know you'll be in my hands   I really wanna take you there      Maybe then can I remember      I really wanna take you there   Where I know you'll be in my hands   I really wanna take you there      What it was like to be with you