Where are you?
Our room is not in the sky
My skyless door you can't surprise
You leave me with alone
In the room

Oh, oh
Ah, ah, ee, yah
Ah, ah, ee, yah

Roam me through
Our room is not in the sky
You wait for storms to enter
And then it's clearly
A wretched lie

Ooh, ay, my lover
You will always be
Ooh, ay, my lover
You will always be
Away from me

Who are we?
Our love is not to be
In silent terms you give me charms
You leave me weakening
In your arms

Oh, the colours die
I am a hole

Clutching
The branches

Live
On the branches

Live
On the branches