Could You draw a line?
Could You spread it across the sky?
Could You separate the day from night?
Could You draw a line?
I am weak, speak to me
Speak to me, speak to me
And You know that I'll be listening
If there's secrets You can tell me, tell me
And You know that I'll be listening for a while
And would You give a sign?
Would You make my thoughts be benign?
Now I'm begging for some peace of mind
But the choice is mine
I am weak, speak to me
Speak to me, speak to me
And You know that I'll be listening
If there's secrets You can tell me, tell me
And You know that I'll be listening for a while
I'll paint my lies with wings
I'll paint a road to return
I'll paint my lies with wings
I'll paint a road to return, return
A road to return
Speak to me, speak to me
And You know that I'll be listening, be listening
Speak to me, speak to me
And You know that I'll be listening
If there's secrets You can tell me, tell me
And You know that I'll be listening for a while