Dream Room Songtext
von Christina Rosenvinge

My father′s hand is softer in the dark
I hear the garden noises falling apart
His kiss is almost blind but full of love
I close my eyes and hear a thunder above

Who's polishing my little shoes?
Always so precise
Who looks into my eyes to see
The colour of these eyes?

You with your fancy ties
In your falling tower
Deep dark water
There′s a bell that's calling sadly for you


My father leaves the room and nothing is said
Forgets a tiny demon under my bed
There may be other nights as thin and rare
But I will have my own and nothing to spare

Who's waiting for the grass to grow
Hiding every lie?
Who′s standing by the garden door
Staring at the sky?

You with your peaceless mind
Gone finest hour
Sweet and sour
There′s a bell that's calling sadly for you

You with your fancy ties
In your falling tower
Deep dark water
There′s a bell that's calling sadly for you


You with your peaceless mind
Gone finest hour
Sweet and sour
There′s a bell that's calling sadly for you