I want you between me and the feeling I get when I miss you,
But everything here is telling me I should be fine,
So why is it so, above as below that I'm missing you every time?

I got used to you whispering things to me into the evening,
We followed the sun and it's colours and left this world,
It seems to me, that I'm definitely hearing the best that I've heard,

So throw me a rope, to hold me in place,
Show me a clock, for counting me days down,
'Cos everything's easier when you're beside [bad word] back and find me 'cos I feel alone.

And whenever you go it's like holding my breath underwater,
I have to admit that I kind of like it when I do,
Oh but I've got to be unconditionally unafraid of my days without you,

So throw me a rope, to hold me in place,
Show me a clock, for counting me days down,
'Cos everything's easier when you're beside [bad word] back and find me,
Whenever I'm falling you're always behind [bad word] back and find me,
'Cos everything's easier when you're beside [bad word] back and find me, 'cos I feel alone.