Playboys
The rumor's true, I got the news
They're closing up the doors
Two weeks and they won't need me anymore
All I know is work and home
And back again each day
At a loss I look no farther
Than those gates
But then you roll the world off my shoulders
And all my troubles seem to disappear
You make it easy to believe
And live without a doubt
With nothing to hold onto but dreams
That everything works out
You always see the good in me
Your love is so easy to believe
In the face of a world gone crazy <
Ritual
Innocence no answer
To your breaking heart
If the situation
Sometimes falls apart
Then in this ecstasy
Your charms are frozen
No emotion falling through your arms
Morning, daydream, time still growing shorter
Take me over lead me to the water
To the rhythm of love
The rhythm of love
The rhythm of love
Why should I escort you
To your secret needs
Climbing up your ladder
I keep falling down
Anyway will do
Anyone will do
When you dance to your darkest tune
Surrounded
As you crawl around the room
Night time fever burning till you're higher
Take me over lead me through the fire
The rhythm of love
To the rhythm of love
The rhythm of love
To the rhythm of love
Morning daydream midnight fever
Morning daydream midnight fever
Inhibitions keep you from your point of view
Information needing to confuse
In this situation I have found you
In the rhythm of
Morning daydream midnight fever
Morning daydream midnight fever
Rhythm of love
Rhythm of love
To the rhythm of love
Rhythm of love