Amazed by the fishing lines
The organ is fading in through the night
I wonder how I land in this mess
Where I see you dancing in disorder
Wearing your Finland's princess dress
A blink would drag me through the clouds
You dream about a house on the moon
Dazed in the crowd
Your cold voice is ringing in my head
And all around
Someday I'll give you all I found on the way
I'll offer you the songs, the words, the promises
The things I never dare to say
A blink would drag me through the clouds
You dream about a house on the moon
And I'm gonna build
And I'm gonna build
I'm gonna build your house on the moon
