Sanoja: Xymox. Obsession.

We sit in your room so dark and strange,
with yellow candles burning straight.
Outside it rains so silver and bright.
A glaring light crashed into the sky.

It's just the way it should be, it's so right as rain.
It's just the way it should be, it's so right as rain.
We stayed awake at night with vision so unreal.
We stayed awake at night with visions so ideal.

It's got a hold on me.
It's got a hold on me.

Smiles and voices suddenly changed.
Eyes and shadows on a distance too short.
Is there someone who I know?
Is there someone at all?
Is there someone who I know?
Is there someone I called?

It's just the way it should be, it's so right as rain.
It's just the way it should be, it's so right as rain.
We stayed awake at night with vision so unreal.
We stayed awake at night with visions so ideal.

So when the rain comes running in your eyes,
and the wind shakes the forest leaves,
it's so right as rain.
We stayed awake at night with visions so unreal.
We stayed awake at night with visions so ideal.

It's got a hold on me.