My tongue is on fire
Fresh, from the blood of a midnight fight
Please, don't explain to me love, life, and bills
You don't get it, no you
You don't get it, do you?
You don't get it but there's blue right above your head
Oh, lucky to be here
Clear in the past like Glass in the rain
Afraid of the wire
And she talks like the sun is the only thing up inside her
Please don't explain to me love, life, and bills
You don't get it, no you
You don't get it, do you?
You don't get it but there's blue right above your head
Oh, lucky to be here
Clear in the past like Glass in the rain
Oh, tied into nothing
And we want nothing else than glass in the rain
You're breathing
And that fact alone is deceiving
I'm coming, I'm outside
Into your light it's the right time
I wanted you
I wanted you
I needed no
I wanted you
I wanted you
I wanted you
I wanted the blue right above your heard
Oh, lucky to be here
Clear in the past like Glass in the rain
Oh, tied into nothing
And we want nothing else than glass in the rain
