Teksty: Foreign Elfest. Blue Dirt / Red Carpet. Transparent Holiday.

Come to me, come to me
While I sleep
Come to me, come to me
Whatever you may be
Who says that sugar plums don't go dancin'
Through my head no more?
They?ve just grown dizzy
And made their way
To a pillow garden on a deaf floor
Lying under plastic Christmas trees
Staring up the staircase of electric fairies
But magic is down, deep in blue ground
Only sleepless souls call it out
Come to me, come to me
Whatever you may be
Come to me, come to me
Whatever you may be

(Thanks to Kate for these lyrics)