The line that curves and cracks
The wall in two and points
To where your hand is stretched

My baby, you're everything to me
When you're gone, there's no one,
I'm just lonely
My baby, I never use those words,
But that's all I could call
Someone as sweet as you

Here and now
The air the light
Has burst into between
Where you and I
We rest unfold
And melt like gold

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): DIRK DRESSELHAUS, ERLEND OTRE OEYE