Think of a place
and I'll be there.
I'll describe all the details
as if I'm right there.
And I know what you'll wear
and I know what you won't.
And the sound of the raindrops hitting the roof
it's the same sound for me as for you.

It's so cold outside
but inside it's warm.
In the fireplace the flames
dance madly for us.
And your eyes, now they're gray
but soon they'll be blue.
And behind the window the soft, pure winter
sings a song, a sweet melody of lust.

We'll sing once again
that beautiful song.
You'll kill me with words
on the river bank.
I remember not long ago,
in a street full of people,
I sang that song with you on the phone and I
couldn't care less about what they were thinking.

Just think of a place,
a magical place,
where emotions are said out loud.
A place with no fear,
no walls that conceal
the truth of us both
cause it's so cristal clear.

And I dont know what is harder-
being with you
or
being without you.

So...
think of a place
and I'll be there.

לקח לי הרבה זמן לנסח את כל הדברים שרצו לי בראש למילים.
ואם זה נראה מבולבל קצת ומאותגר מקצבית אז זה כי זה באמת ככה.