By the way down
You enter my place
Leave your luggage to me
If you want to stay
It's your lucky day
Dry the water
Dripping on you
Put your clothes near my fire
If you want to stay
In the dark we'll play
Is it my fantasy or reality?
Wait with me for the storm to pass
There is nothing real outside perception of reality
After the rain comes the sun
I keep you close now
To weather this night
Dine on remains from my guests
If you want to leave
For you i will grieve
Is it my fantasy or reality?
Wait with me for the storm to pass
There is nothing real outside perception of reality
After the rain comes the sun
