When I walk through the valley of death
will I see you there?
or just my own realises
like the secret ghost,
the last cigarette that you ever smoke
will you walk on water or will you take the boat?
do you have the fair in your color ago
will i see you there across the blue sea
and if you were to know
will it just be me
how do I sing to you
when you're not you
so sorry i say none of it can be ...
well then you can feel how it feels to be missed
I tore up the sleeve with the ... that i want
stitch up the scene so i feel adored
how do i sing to you
when you're not you
i'm lying to myself
what would you do
i'm lying to myself
what would you do
i'm lying to myself
what would you do
what would you do
you let it all be truth
then it might take me too