Blinded

Sipping on that wine

Your hand is holding mine

We look up to the stars

Your head is against mine

Like a movie, we're in a dream

Just you and me like milk and tea

I'm almost up, but you set me free

From misery, from misery

It's getting warmer

Why are you still sober?

It's getting colder

I used to wonder

It's you, it's you

It's you, I see you

I-I, only you

It's you

It's you