Keep longing for your hands holding mine
While I still feel your shivers down my spine
Defeating as a soldier
In the war that is my mind
And there's a stranger knocking at my door
They offer me a fix for every pore
But I still hear the echoes
While I'm waiting for you
And the daylight will be divided into portions on our shelves
While there's water rising, breaking the dams
And the daylight will be divided into portions on our shelves
Oh there's nights when I'm desiring
To hear the sound
And all that will be crooked will be blessed
Like living in a dollhouse built from glass
Planting seeds in frozen ground
Until you're here
'Cause there's the thrill of longing
And there's the land where we'll be kings
But for now it's all
Like getting blood from stones
And the daylight will be divided into portions on our shelves
While there's water rising, breaking the dams
And the daylight will be divided into portions on our shelves
Oh there's nights when I'm desiring
To hear the sound
Ooh
To hear the sound
