I've been looking all over for you
In all of the drains of the city
I've been looking for words to describe
you I don't even know what you are to me
You're a bright light,
a white noise,
a long growed aura
A red moth in my wing,
fire in my hand A white swimming at the back when
I'm crying,
crying, a
gentle ray of light But
I only came here to feel my body
I am a ghost, where are my photos?
How can you blame me for not being sorry?
My birthday card got lost in the post And it's a bright light,
a white noise,
a
long growed aura A red moth in my wing,
fire in my hand
A white swimming at the back when I'm crying,
crying,
a
gentle ray of light
But if you bury yourself I will dig you out again,
that's what lovers do
If you hurt yourself I will take you under my wing,
I'm your lover and I'm loving you
If you bury yourself I will dig you out again,
that's what lovers do
If you hurt yourself I will take you under my wing,
I'm your lover and I'm loving you
I'm your lover and we can't,
but I'll get over it, I'll get over it