Lirieke: Cake. Motorcade Of Generosity. Haze Of Love.

It's three o'clock in the morning
Or maybe it's four
I am thinking of you
Wondering what I should do
But I'm finally cutting through this haze

It's four o'clock in the morning
Or maybe it's five
I think I'm alive
And I think I'll survive
I'm finally cutting through this haze of love

Haze of love
For days and days and days
I'm in a haze of love

Yea you
Don't love me like I love you
Although you pretend
I can see this will end
I'm finally cutting through this haze of love

Haze of love
For days and days and days
I'm in a haze of love

It's five o'clock in the morning
Or maybe it's six
I am sick of your lies
I am sick of your tricks
I'm finally cutting through this haze of love

Haze of love
(Yea)
For days and days and days
For days and days and days
For days and days and days
I'm in a haze of love