The truth of love
has found me out
Is hold and sway like
waves of doubt
I will raise the tide and find my bed
A tipping board
beneath
my head
The turn of time,
a mirror ball
And it floods the weather in through
this hall
Voices climbing from the street
Of lovers just beneath my feet
Oh, find your way, however far
Maybe we're better bound
Maybe we're better bound
Into you my spirit goes I hand it over
like a rose
Fading,
breaking out its side Dying as it opens wide
Oh,
find your way,
however far
Maybe we're
better bound
The thread of this long afternoon
It finds the eye of this dark room
To stitch both time and love somehow
To you beneath
my head just now
Maybe we're
better bound