| For the first time | |
| I can see your eyes | |
| I am all alone | |
| It is clear we'll fall from grace | |
| we cannot walk away | |
| away from each other. | |
| Medicate my heart | |
| I medicate your heart | |
| its just wrong we stay. | |
| the coldest part has come. | |
| We built a perfect place | |
| and pictured each other. | |
| We are whitest sheets | |
| Let's write the streets | |
| Could you sit with me' | |
| Under the icicles | |
| Give me your trembling hands | |
| I dont wear kid gloves | |
| This darkness is complete | |
| Please don't say a word | |
| Oh we will stumble | |
| but that's the way we walk. | |
| Please tell me everything | |
| and maybe in the end | |
| we 'll even have lost the fear. | |
| We are whitest sheets | |
| Lets write the streets | |
| the streets the streets the streets the streets the streets the streets the streets..... | |
| I tried | |
| I tried | |
| to walk alone. |