Lyrics:

May be these are stranded words
For I cannot complain
And a riot at the sunset
Paints the colour of the rain
I built my days on consequence
And now nothing's ringing true
But tonight I need you
The air, it feels like spring again
It always clears my thoughts
Like the saints become the sinners
The halves become the knots
Have I shown you enough of me?
You know yourself can be so hard to be
And tonight I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you