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