Blank face in the windowpane Made clear in seconds of light Disappears and returns again Counting hours, searching the night Might be waiting for someone Might be there for us to see Might be in need of talking Might be staring directly at me Inside

Who cares if one more light goes out? In a sky of a million stars It flickers, flickers Who cares when someone's time runs out? If a moment is all we are We're quicker, quicker If they say Should've stayed, were there signs, I ignored?

Who cares if one more light goes out? In a sky of a million stars It flickers, flickers Who cares when someone's time runs out? If a moment is all we are We're quicker, quicker If they say Should've stayed, were there signs, I ignored?

Maybe, all of these things make me who I am All of these things make me who I am And I am (Only looking on it with my hands down) I guess I wanted Yeah, yeah, ooh! Someone left the lights on And I am only looking on it with my hands down I just want you

Hold me close Something in your eyes Hold me close and don’t let me go Like I’m someone that you might know The darkness just lets us see I've got your life inside of me The star that gives us light

Standing in the corner Studying the lights Dreaming of escape Could be up at night Someone put the fares up Got me in raise So guess it's better to stay Well, come on and say Well, the food's gonna find us

Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free But losing everything is like the sun going down on me Don't let the sun go down on me I can't light no more of your darkness All my pictures

Then we slide into the arms of someone else Yeah, we slide into the arms of someone else In disguise, we get a little better at controlling ourselves around midnight Nobody wants to, nobody wants to From the hot strobe lights and the spiked punch bliss

I need, I need her, I need her love. She gives me love that I could never hope to have, She tells me that she needs me,she tells me that she's glad, And if she goes away, I'm like someone who's left out in the rain, She came in from the west, a summer

You know the feeling of something half remembered Of something that never happened, yet you recall it well You know the feeling of recognizing someone That you've never met as far as you could tell, well Laura is the face in the misty light Footsteps