Take me out, out beyond the stars.
I'm the line in between their cars on the road,
Get so chipped and so old,
Yet still, I can be the light flickering on the ceiling
as you wake in the darkness.
Cover me in your holy grace.
I need someone to put me in my place
On the map, get so lost in a laugh and then,
I be gone for days lingering on the creases in a face,
the light and darkness.
I found you. I found you.
I see you. I see you.