Is it the way you want it?
To be to make it
Is it the way you like it?
Right now
Is it the way you're mourning?
To be to make it
Is it the way you
Look in my eyes!
And on another morning
I'll play you something
I see a glimpes of love
In your eyes
Standing under the doorway
You're calling my name
Heavy on sound, out
Crying my eyes!