The First Time

When you wake up
 And it's cold outside
 So you dream
 It's not the first time
 That you wake up
 And the world outside
 Disappears in the lights
 It's not the first time
 It's not the first time
 You wake up
 You wake up
 You wake up
 And it's cold outside
 So you dream
 And you raise your eyes to the blue blue sky
 And the wings of angels go flying by
 And you raise your eyes to the blue blue sky
 And the wings of angels go flying by
 You wake up
 And you feel like a child
 And your thoughts run wild
 It's not the first time
 That you wake up
 You feel a song inside
 And you dream
 It's not the first time
 It's not the first time
 You wake up
 You wake up
 You wake up
 And you're sad inside
 So you dream
 And you raise your eyes to the blue blue sky
 And the wings of angels go flying by
 Said you raise your eyes to the blue blue sky
 And the wings of angels go flying by
 And we burn with a fine pure love
 And a fire
 We are electric
 We are flesh and desire
 And we burn with a fine pure love
 And a fire
 We are electric
 We are flesh and desire
 It's not the first time
 It's not the first time
 You wake up
 You wake up
 You wake up
 And it's cold outside
 So you dream
 And you raise your eyes to the blue blue sky
 And the wings of angels go flying by
 Said you raise your eyes to the blue blue sky
 And the wings of angels go flying by
 Said you raise your eyes to the blue blue sky
 And the wings of angels go flying by
 Said you raise your eyes to the blue blue sky
 And the wings of angels go flying by
 And we burn with a fine pure love
 Yes we burn with a fine pure love
 And we burn with a fine pure love
 Yes we burn with a fine pure love