The Architect

If it's not the end this time Well I haven't the slightest clue We're drawing water from a barren land The earth is too smart for us to break through Come be my architect Mold my form make me anew Toiling with no air supply But I know you've got it in you But the way you're loving me now I just The way you're loving me now I just don't know But the way you're loving me now I just The way you're loving me now I just don't know