she cries out his name when she sleeps at night
whistling his tunes during daylight
imaginary love of life
sharp and shiny like a new knife
afraid of the dark and bright lights
you found the hidden song in all his wretchedness
without her name in the credits
no way to quench the thirst unless he says goodbye
no way to quench the thirst unless he gives it a try
and she’ll hear the sound of laughter when it’s gone
and she’ll hear the sound of everything she wants
and she’ll hear the sound of laughter when it’s gone
and she’ll hear the sound
breathe in... breathe out
thirty-seven thousand feet above
the salty sea in a tin box
too afraid to let her go
although she knows it’s the way to go
and she’ll hear the sound of laughter when it’s gone
and she’ll hear the sound of everything she wants
and she’ll hear the sound of laughter when it’s gone
and she’ll hear the sound of everything when it's gone
and she’ll hear the sound...
and she’ll hear the sound
breathe in... breathe out