St. Peters

I wouldn't have fallen inside of St. Peter's
And I wouldn't have marks to tell 'em apart
I wouldn't have stood in places you stand
And I would

I wouldn't have danced you down with the sun
And I wouldn't have be with you if not done
I wouldn't have stepped inside of your dream
And I would

If night gets cold your love is getting old and it's all right
It's all right

You touch like magic and dance with me now
Into the delicate light, go with you somehow
Your dream has died, your past is on fire at last

You touch like magic and dance with me now
Into the delicate light, go with you somehow
Your dream has died, your past is on fire at last

I wouldn't have touched the space in between
And I wouldn't have lent so hard on your lean
I wouldn't have stepped inside of your dream
And I would

I wouldn't have lead a long and cold reign
With a broken idea of a heart on a chain
If you cannot love then who can I blame?

If night gets cold your love is getting old and it's all right
It's all right

You touch like magic and dance with me now
Into the delicate light, go with you somehow
Your dream has died, your past is on fire at last

When you touch like magic and dance with me now
Into the delicate light, go with you somehow
Your dream has died, your past is on fire at last

I wouldn't have fallen inside of St. Peter's
And I wouldn't have marks to tell 'em apart
I wouldn't have stepped in places you stand
And I would

If night gets cold your love is getting old and it's all right
It's all right