It starts feeling now It makes no inference of difference It still won't see it's his Faint from lack of air It makes a whistle with a twistle But no one can hear I Didn't stay long I had to go away to stay As long as I could So I'm happy here Cause here is where the heart is I know you think that too
CHORUS: Into another You and me Am I dead Sleep in Harlow's bed (x2)
Listening to our tune With headphone and volume on I can read your lips And in a clinical term 'I hear,' it said 'Everything is beautiful, but nothing hurt'