Soon Goodbye, but now love
Soon the air, but now hug
Soon a painting in a cave
Draw the oceans, make a wave
I know nothing more than you
Soon the snow, but now us
Soon the toast and the crust
Once the lights go out you'll see
That the heart moves cleverly and you are never far from home
Touch the key, hope it stays
The piano unplayed
Never found a home
Close to the rest, but now fight
Close to sleep, but now sight
Good news does not exist
Hold your dearest, make a fist
Touch everything you can
Soon a painting in a cave
Draw the ocean, make a wave
I know nothing more than you
