كلمات Vintage Wine

Waking up from this dream See you fade from my view Now you're gone Although I still remember I felt a strange desire I felt a strange desire You were like vintage wine However not for long It must have been A frantic fit of madness When I followed you Into the bliss of darkness Now I stand alone Feeling is gone Feeling is gone Pride is taking hold I regain control I watch the drops of rain On my window pane And I smile as I find I don't need no wine Nothing more to say This dream is over This dream is over This dream is over This dream is over