Frame ghost' left perfume on pillow

Room without a halo

Losing my sleep

Almost on and off in echoes

Time is passing so slow
Dragging me deep

I can't make anything out of 'might've beens'
Will tomorrow bring all into light?

When you are near me

When you are here I see

All that I am made of
And all that I am

When you are near

Waylaid' television headache
Bursting into daybreak

Losing my sleep

I don't fear anything in this place we're in
Will tomorrow bring all into light?

When you are near me

When you are here I see

All that I am made of
And all that I am

When you are near me

When you are here I see

All that I am' baby

You're all that I have

You're all that I am

I can't see anything in the dark but then

Your reflection brings all into light

When you are near me

When you are here I see

All that I am made of

And all that I am

When you are near me

When you are here I see

All that I am' baby

You're all that I have

You're all that I am