(I'm not the one who's so far away)
(I'm not the one who's so far away)

Open your eyes, a chill passes you by.
A premonition coming strong.
Rich with desire, a superstition in disguise.
Draws me into where I belong.

Have you ever wondered why in a dream you can touch a falling sky?
Or fly to the heavens that watch over you, telling me it's all voodoo.
Voodoo too.

Instill the body, so warm with every breath.
Dance to a vision so seductive.
Rain down upon me, it cleanses me with every drip.
A scent you've promised for the nourishment that I've been gifted.

Have you ever wondered why in a dream you can touch a falling sky?
Or fly to the heavens that watch over you, telling me it's all voodoo.
Have you ever wondered why in a dream you can touch a falling sky?
Or fly to the heavens that watch over you, telling me it's all voodoo.
Voodoo too.

Voodoo too, it's all voodoo too.

Have you ever wondered why in a dream you can touch a falling sky?
Or fly to the heavens that watch over you, telling me it's all voodoo.
Have you ever wondered why in a dream you can touch a falling sky?
Or fly to the heavens that watch over you, telling me it's all voodoo.
Voodoo too.

It's just voodoo too, it's all voodoo too, it's just what you do.