Walking over the dark roads 
Who are lying ahead 
Feeling the treetops 
Walking over my head

Watch those eyes again 
All of them painted in a different shade of black 
Could [bad word] or should I hide 
Do they disappear when I forget

Turn the lights on 
Let me lie down in your arms 
I'm pulling the knife out 
And cut some light in this canvas

Watch those eyes again 
All of them painted in a different shade of black 
Should [bad word] or should I hide 
Do they disappear when I forget

Just give me the light in the back of my head 
I need a light in the back of my head 
I know there's a light in the back of my head 
Just give me the light in the back of my head