Lips are turning blue. A kiss that can't renew. I only dream of you. My beautiful. Tiptoe to your room. A starlight in the gloom. I only dream of you. And you never knew. Sing for absolution. I will be singing. And falling from your grace. There's nowhere left to hide. In no one to confide. The truth burns deep inside. And will never die. Lips are turning blue. A kiss that can't renew. I only dream of you. My beautiful. Sing for absolution. I will be singing. And falling from your grace. Sing for absolution. I will be singing. And falling from your grace. Our wrongs remain unrectified. And our souls won't be exhumed