Don't give the end away I haven't seen it I haven't seen a thing all winter I'm telling you the truth
And watching you read along Is this a frequency or a second language? Your liquor on your sleeve Or a heart-shaped bottle top
It's all that I can do To save the last blank for us If it's a secret I'll keep it in my hand 'til the fingers understand
You're thinking it's a race but it's only running You shouldn't be afraid of what we're becoming Now what's another word for hallelujah? There is an anchor hanging by a thread 'Til you steadied me instead
The weather inside is better than Where we hide our cloud See for real and keep me safe As the light bulb does
The obvious answer isn't so obvious to us See for real and Keep me sure as the question was