Witching Hour - TOPS

Deep dive

Slithering height of the skyline

Blue skies on another flight

Eye on the prize

Highlighted hair and the eyeline

Emphasize women on the side

String along

Pearls around her neck

Serpent they’ve become

Choking every breath

And I bite my tongue

Don’t remember what I’m running from

Twenty years into millennium

Had a dream

Tomorrow come, you weren’t in it

I’m missing something

When I’m in your arms

This is good for nothing, won’t be long

In the witching hour or the dawn

In the witching hour or the dawn

Boy’s pride

Vanishing under the spotlight

Many sides, surface and ignite

Swallow tears

The wind swept

Pressure to become

'Til there’s nothing left

And I bite my tongue

Don’t remember what I’m running from

Twenty years into millennium

Had a dream

Tomorrow come, you weren’t in it

I’m missing something

When I’m in your arms

This is good for nothing, won’t be long

In the witching hour or the dawn

In the witching hour or the dawn

In the witching hour or the dawn

In the witching hour or the dawn

Eye on the prize

Highlighted hair and the eyeline

Emphasize women on the side