fade till you see through me
but i won't leave so soon
for whom do i still linger?
it is you
it is you

and i have never known such bliss
as a hand swept down accross my wrist
or an eyelash [bad word] accross my face
it's like everything's in place

fade till you see through me
but i won't leave so soon
who do i still sing for?
it is you
it is you

fade till yo see through me
i'm a cold translucent blue
but it's warm when you stand near me
oh, it's [bad word] yes, it's [bad word] 
and i have never known such bliss
as a hand swept down accross my wrist
or an eyelash [bad word] accross my face
it's like everything's in place

oh it's you
yes it's [bad word]