I can hear your voice underneath my skin And I think that I can feel you floating away And when the lights are cold still think i like it Better when it's snowing, where have i been going You feel a loneliness when you hide your face You may say the future doesn't scare you at all But when the room is cold can't help but wonder Will they ever know me, will you ever know me Softly, you held my hand Lightning makes glass of sand Broken, but still we shone Distant but not alone Softly, you held my hand Lightning makes glass of sand Broken, but still we shone Distant but not alone We live in quiet rooms Waiting for something magical One day I'll hear your voice You won't be here at all Softly, you held my hand Lightning makes glass of sand Broken, but still we shone Distant but not alone We live in quiet rooms Waiting for something magical One day I'll hear your voice You won't be here at all