| Where am I to run
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| When it’s colder than its
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| Ever been before
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| And I feel I don’t know you
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| Really anymore
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| So I cry and I call
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| But no one ever hears
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| And I can’t hear your voice
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| Ringing in my ears
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| And I thought that I could fly
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| With the wings of my father
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| Stretched up to the sky
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| And the words that you said
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| Forever you and I
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| Now they feel like some island
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| I will never see
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| And I’ll stop looking up
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| For rescue planes for me
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| Could I fix these wings
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| All the wax and the plume
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| Have nearly fallen out
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| And my father’s nowhere
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| To help me figure out
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| If a word I could say
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| Would ever change your mind
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| So I walk on the water
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| And sink down every time
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| And the words that I sing
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| Feel so fucking dumb
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| Cause I know that your heart
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| Has already come and gone
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| So I fill up my life
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| With every broken thing
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| But I come back to you
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| The one who makes me sing
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| The one who makes me sing
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| The one who makes me sing
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| The one who makes me sing
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| The one who makes me sing
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| The one who makes me sing
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| The one who makes me sing
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| The one who makes me sing
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| The one who makes me sing… |