As I fall asleep, to black and white TV
Fly far away, in my recurring dream
Each winter drains electricity
There are words to say
There are songs to sing
But I can hardly speak at all

Home, I´m on my way to a holiday in real time
Float, hold my own weight, say we´ll be OK
Dear Valentine

Now quietly peek across the street
Perfectly kept, perfectly neat
But it´s not complete, no not at all

Home I´m on my way to a holiday in real time
Float, hold my own weight, say we´ll be OK
Dear Valentine