Here.
See how we're walking
and we're talking of how it used to be.
A lonely lips,
a running dry of heavy breathing and a little heaving.
Oh,
and I've been running around in circles,
feeling just alright.
And tonight in the midnight blue
of untold wonders,
I'll be looking for you
and looking
for something
left to love.
Hold on,
oh let it go.
We're moving slow.
Love,
hold on,
oh let it go.
We're moving slow.
Tell me how it feels
to waste away just staring at your ceiling.
Tell me why it is
I'm stuck at this feeling.
What am I dealing with?
And I've been writing down the spaces
between your fingers
with my eyes.
And tonight in the midnight blue,
I'll be looking for you,
looking for us,
and looking
for something
left to love.
There's something left to love.
Hold on,
oh let it go.
We're
moving slow.
Love,
hold on,
oh let it go.
We're moving slow.
Hold on, oh let it go.
Love,
hold on, oh let it go.
We're moving slow.
Love,
hold on,
oh let it go.
We're moving slow.
It gets so lonely up in here,
my dear.
It gets so lonely up in here,
my dear.
It gets so lonely up in here,
my dear.
It gets so lonely up in here,
my dear.
It gets so lonely up in here.
It gets so lonely,
so lonely up in here.