I see colors, Well I can't quite work out why. Am I at the bottom of the ocean? Or way up in the sky? Am I alone or with friends?
I hear thunder And a thousand words in song A symphony so beautiful I had to sing along Am I alone or with friends?
Either way, to find old lovers hands Writing messages in the sand
I feel cold and the the air's too thin to breath. Now you couldn't possibly imagine how much of you I need, Am I alone or with friends?
Either way to find old lovers hand Writing messages in the sand
Just let go and let your body do the work Like an angel made of stone to dust If the universe is kind to leave our soul behind Then bury me way out at sea Just you and me
Just let go and let your body do the work Like an angel made of stone to dust If the universe is kind to leave our soul behind Then bury me way out at sea Just you and me.
