Black water The thrill of the unknown Blindfolded Pulling me out overboard Unspoken But sitting inside all our words Unfolding The future from around my core Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Slow motion I'm showing all my fears Forgotten Fingers running through her hair And time Has ceased to matter anymore And time becomes imagined
Like shadows reaching out from the wall Slowing down it almost Stops.. Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? A shot ‘ ' Am I your ricochet? Am I falling? Am I your ricochet? Where do we go from here? (Am I falling) (Am I your ricochet?) Where do we go from here? Am I falling? Am I your ricochet?