Beg, Steal, Borrow

A yellow moon ascending, just as our whole world was ending

Dreams, both good and bad, were coming true

The streetlight in your welled-up eyes

Like eyes of god reflecting

You can't take back what's been done to you

All eyes are on you

After all you've gone through

Still can't remember anything

All eyes are on you

And I don't want to

But I know I have to set you free

Maybe the sun'll come out tomorrow

You won't have to beg, steal or borrow

Maybe the clouds will, at least, have silvery lines

Heaven knows we've grown tired of waiting

For our eyes to be dilating

Give me a sign, someday, maybe we'll see the light

Your face turned towards the wind

Just like a wild orchid bending

You were flying, I was trying to

Sirens in the morning light

And silence on the other side

I can't help that I felt like crying too

And distance makes the heart seem weightless

But the further you walk away, the more it comes rushing back to you

And maybe the sun'll come out tomorrow

You won't have to beg, steal or borrow

Maybe the clouds will, at least, have silvery lines

Heaven knows we've grown tired of waiting

For our eyes to be dilating

Give me a sign, someday, maybe we'll see the light

All this waiting, always fading

All this time it's taken to come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

I'm afraid what it might take to save me from myself now

'Cause I'm out of hope, a lonely voice in a silo

And I'm afraid what it might take to save me from myself now

How could I know we were walking on such a long road?

Maybe the sun'll come out tomorrow

We won't have to beg, steal or borrow

Give me a sign

Someday, maybe we'll see the light

Maybe the sun'll come out tomorrow

We won't have to beg, steal or borrow

Give me a sign

Someday, maybe we'll see a light

All this waiting, always fading

All this time it's taken to come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back

Come back, come back, come back, come back

The sun'll come out tomorrow, we won't have to beg, steal or borrow

And I'm afraid what it might take to save me from myself now

'Cause I'm out of hope

A lonely voice in a silo