we are in line we are the trend brushed and forgotten in the end across the years we ve lost each other blinded by a softly souther i touch your skin i hold my breath the time has come our love is dead i watch the train as it dissolves in heavy rain on tracks out of the blind lane from the heaven of together to the earth of alone change your world before it kills you there s no doubt this is what it s all about we are in line we are the trend brushed and forgotten in the end across the years we ve lost each other blinded by a softly souther i m losing sleep you re on my mind i m losing days that i cannot find there s nothing wrong with being wrong for each other at some time or another from the heaven of together to the earth of alone change your world before it kills you there s no doubt this is what it s all about we are in line we are the trend brushed and forgotten in the end across the years we ve lost each other blinded by a softly souther  when it s all said and it s all done we give up before it even begun when it s all cold when it s all gone we stand still even if we try to run when it s all said and it s all done we give up before it even begun when it s all cold when it s all gone we stand still even when we try to run there s nothing wrong with being wrong for each other we are in line we are the trend brushed and forgotten in the end across the years we ve lost each other blinded by a softly souther