Killing me where heaven marries the ocean
I know I won't ever be yours

Therefore  neither  no one else

But I think our spereart

Working outside our bodies
Being spattered by the sides
Through the melancholic air

Killing me where heaven marries the ocean
I know I won't ever be yours

Therefore  neither  no one else

But I think our spereart

Working outside our bodies
Being spattered by the sides

Through the melancholic air

Through the melancholic air

(Through the melancholic air)