Covent Garden

i walk towards my step
without aiming my bow
things i draw in my dream
well it's the only dream no more
boys or girls i hard to tell
they're standing beside my road
they seem to never move at all
or not to breath any more
i'm rolling on a love again barely getting out
i'm falling in a love again with knowing what remains x3
i'm rolling on a love again barely getting out
i'm falling in a love again i know what remains