So lets go back to the start, to the warmth of the
summer
It could melt your heart, which we could put back
together
It takes just days to remember exactly how good your
light felt
Or is this the true way for me to see how I’ve acted
There’s a chill coming in from your side of the room
And I’m afraid if I speak that it’ll be too soon,
There’s a storm causing mist to hang in the air
Dividing the room, pretending nobody’s there
Breath out
I can see the air between us
Forgive me when I ask to see the colour of your eyes
A vacant smile hides the fact that both your tongue and
lips conspire
But I’m refusing to believe the world that it wants me
to see
Someone flip the switch and turn the heat back on
So lets go back to the start, to the warmth of the
summer
It could melt your heart, which we could put back
together
You will never know my heart, it beats for you
You will never know my touch
You will never know my blood, it bleeds for you
You will never know my touch
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