The wires dream About swallows in the spring I dreamed about my childhood Surrounded by dead things Awakened by the humming Machines make when they sleep At least i woke up smiling So glad i had a dream Chorus: She is waving out of the window Her smile as red as a wound And my quiet heart goes to pieces It´s been a lonely year in this room And i will not ignore you like before My january promises are more Than words softly spoken I´m filming now Obsessed with how i look And everything i told you Was stolen from a book I read something about kisses in a science magazine Something they can´t capture in the sweetest movie scene Chorus And i will not ignore you like before My january promises are more Than words softly spoken