What's left here for us? Share your dreams, friend, Because all of mine are lost. And was our time here spent in vain? With overdrawn ideas And forgotten names. So this is where we started If I remember right, Stumbling through the alley,
Swallowed in the night. So all I do is listen now And hang around your door, Hoping to find safety here, Hoping to find warmth. Maybe I'll find Shelter in your arms. Maybe I'll find Shelter in your arms.