The room filled with the stain of a hundred cigarettes Sober through the haze, just one silhouette Fumble with the keys in the door But don't turn the light on Don't turn the light on We don't need to wait for our eyes to adjust Yeah, we can see it all by the time we touch The streetlight through the shutters may be all we need Cause the more the room goes dark, the more of you I see Dim lit, the room black, we can keep those candles out Shapes, we paint a map, where this is going now A novel worth of words I wanna say But don't turn the light on Don't turn the light on We don't need to wait for our eyes to adjust Yeah, we can see it all by the time we touch The streetlight through the shutters may be all we need Cause the more the room goes dark, the more of you I see Sun breaks cracks in closed blinds We never once closed our eyes We don't need to wait for our eyes to adjust Yeah, we can see it all by the time we touch The streetlight through the shutters may be all we need Cause the more the room goes dark, the more of you I see The more I see Yeah, the more I see In the dark, in the night, dim lit and closed eyes In the black, when we touch, streetlight's more than enough The more I see Yeah, the more I see