Waiting (The Cure)

Tonight I'll dream a girl called home And wake up in tears All on my own With the sun coming up And my head against stone Balcony dressed and drawn Tonight I'll Dream a room so far away Frost pale blue The color of a perfect day And then screw up my face In the mirror As I wait for the others to call But if I don't believe in magic And I don't believe in blood And I don't believe in miracles And I don't believe in love Then how come I believe so soon In a cherry tree girl And a dust blue room? Tonight I'll dream an hour so long Shadow soft smiles And everyone loves me To open my eyes In a drag myself face undone Hard back into the world Tonight I'll dream a dream I dream Without even trying I'm flying I scream As I practice the move I spit at my pillow stained face And the others all come But if I don't believe in magic And I don't believe in blood And I don't believe in miracles And I don't believe in love Then how come I believe it seems In a girl called home And a world called dreams?