Penfold - The Sound Of Jazz lyrics

Silver moon, these eyes are watching the water More romantic than the sound of jazz bleeding through these walls The illusion of a wine running down our throats To get to the end of the night without any injuries We've got the answers swimming in our blood, swimming Sleep with our socks on, we never know how cold it gets in this room I can see my breath but tell me, why can't I see yours Watching the lights dim, watching my fingers moving, bleeding Be her eyes, leave her alone Wake up and stand tall They're waiting outside of your door We can't stop If we slow down now, we'll never get there And that's fine This X marks the spot not where a life begins but where a life begins to matter Be her eyes, leave her alone