Cut in two The moon call the night by name You are still, but for the wind You are warm, but for the chill You are mine, but for the arms Unable to hold me Cut in half You are We are folded quietly Into one Into one Into one Cut in two The moon calls the night by name You are still, but for the wind You are warm, but for the chill You are mine, but for the arms Unable to hold me Cut in half We are folded Quietly Into one Into one Into one