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You loomed up slowly on the horizon |
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Blocking the sun like an ocean liner |
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When I discover I'm living in your shadow |
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It always comes as a surprise |
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But way up here |
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I'm spinning around a lamppost in the rain |
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Way up here, I remember rain |
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And I'm whispering directly into your ear |
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You are perfecting circular breathing |
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I can't always tell when you're inhaling |
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So you make it look like you're always giving |
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But you're always storing little bits away |
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You're a bit away |
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But way up here |
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I'm dancing around a lamppost in the rain |
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Way up here |
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It's pouring down |
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And I'm saying right into your ear |
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What does it take? |
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To stop getting carried away by the force of my love |
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You take my breath away |
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I'm starting to suffocate |
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Break the outline of my body |
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Break where I end and you begin |
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Break, you came too far in |
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And out and in, and doubt and din again |
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Every time we breathe out |
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We let out a little bit of ourselves |
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It'd be alright if we could exchange |
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But you don't want to |
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And I don't blame you |
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But I'm gonna wanna learn to play the didgeridoo too |
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Because way up here |
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I'm dancing around that lamppost in the rain |
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Way up here |
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Rain on down |
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And I'm screaming, I'm shouting into your ear |
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And out and in, and doubt and din. |
