No Promises - Icehouse

A winter palace

From the arabian nights

White waves on an ocean

Gems from a golden age

Life in your new world

Turning round and round

Making some sense

Where there’s no sense at all

No promises

But if you should fall

Stars die in the silence

Of arabian nights

Wind washes the seasons

In these days of a golden age

Life in your new world

Turning round and round

Making some sense

Where there’s no sense at all

No promises

But if you should fall

I could give you more

Than just the shape of things

Break every word

Begin it all again

Your name on a white sheet

Pure lace shot with passion

But as love lies

Bleeding in your hands

Heaven sends you

No promises

Of arabian nights

No white waves on an ocean

No gems from a golden age

Life in your new world

Turning round and round

So make some sense

Where there’s no sense at all

I give you

No promises

But if you should fall

No promises

But if you should fall

You fall

No promises

But if you should fall

No promises

But if you should fall

You fall

Life in your new world

As it turns round and round

No promises

But if you should fall