im terrorized
as you keep holding on the snowstorm
heading nowhere but the back of my mind
and the police say that you're wanted on the news
and youre on the run for the money affairs

we couldve skyped or we couldve called if you said so tonight
cuz the moon looks so bright on you
and when you answer my missed calls and you reach out from your door
for something that you're not used to anymore
its alright

i said "when youre be gone from this city, ill be there for you"
my feet are buried in the sand
and between the shreds of sleep and the hours begin to creep
my soul has turned into pieces of your skin
if youre afraid we will look togheter, if you call my name i will be a feather on your skin

we couldve skyped or we couldve called if you said so tonight
cuz the moon looks so bright on you
Slowly off my touch
A moment of despair in your mind
and when you answer my missed calls and you reach out from your door
for something that you're not used to anymore
When i'll leave the ground, the moon will be so gentle to you
its alright