Well this dream, this dream could be the death of me
Struggle in these sheets, oh I feel I can´t breathe
This smoke, it fills my head

I´m spun over a thread
Sideways stuck into your stare, but I´m filled with dread
Well I´m sure it´s not what you meant to say, but you said it anyway
The sweet subtlety of your perfume, but it escapes the room, it escapes the room

And I´m never gonna hear your tones bleed through
And I´m already falling in love, with the shape of you, with the shape of you

Oh this dream could be the death of me (In my worst dreams I paid a cost)
As I struggle to see what´s left of me (Sweet subtlest prisoner)
These colours you left, all over the bed
They turn me in my grave

Oh and I´m never gonna hear your tones bleed through
And I´m already falling in love, with the shape of you, with the shape of you