Lyrics:

Ticket lines, and places to dine
Taking baths and drinkin' wine
People ask, I say I'm doin' fine
Motorcycles and for sure the Eiffel Tower
They were made for two
A double bed has never felt so empty
What's missing in the world is you
So I'll leave it in your hands now
To come through
I'll leave it in your hands now
To come through
I like climbing the mountain
I'm climbing back in the bed
I love making breakfast for someone instead of me

Taking autumn walks in Central Park
They were made for two

Afternoon naps have never felt so crappy
What's missing in my life is you
So I'll leave it in your hands now
To come through
I'll leave it in your hands now
To come through
I'll leave it in your hands now
To come through
I'm gonna it in your hands now
To come through
It's like diving into a pool without water
And praying for rain

Well, my life is a good life anyway
What I have will do

But when you're alone
You're living in a world with only choices
And what I choose is you

So I'll leave it in your hands now
To come through
I'll leave it in your hands now
To come through
I'll leave it in your hands now
To come through
I'll leave it in your hands now
To come through