Music by: Marie Fredriksson & Per Andersson
Words by: Per Gessle
I knew this would happen
And I don’t want to be around when it gets out.
I’ve closed the last picture
And painted the windows inside and out.
Give me your dreams and I’ll give you my time,
Together we’ll cross the borderline
Voices - cracking the night,
Voices - that cut like a knife,
Voices - hear them singing: Ooh Ooh
From sparks to the fire,
From here to obsession they cover the end.
Twisting a match and see the reflections of hunters of men.
Give me your dreams and I’ll give you my time,
Until we make it to the borderline
Voices - cracking the night,
Voices - that cut like a knife,
Voices - hear them singing: Ooh Ooh
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