Itchy palms... aching hands
Scratch for the longing
The longing to leave here tonight
I met him here, found myself
Hiding inside
He's just like the mirror - of me..
But I have to got away...
Fly into the blue...
Can I cry all of me through the earth
- so the tears get to you...
Itchy palms, just like him
I know that he'll follow
Now that he knows we exist
Not alone, not a pair
We're just like each other
But placed on the opposite sides
Of the world, why so far
It's not for the better
Now that we know we exist...
But I have to go away...
Fly into the blue...
Can I cry all of me through the earth
- so the tears get to you....
You touch like me, I touch like you
But we don't touch each other
We know that's the right thing to do...
Itchy palms, we're insane
Playing with fire
With nothing to lose or to gain...
But I have to go away...
Fly into the blue...
Can I cry all of me through the earth
-so the tears get to you....
Itchy palms...