I walk the tightrope on my way home,
you're my backbone
I know you're somewhere close behind me
I walk the fault line in a dirt field in the springtime
I feel the wind start to remind me of you
And the sweet talk on the sidewalk, it's true
All I know is, all we have is what's left today
I'd sell pure in this broken place Cause we are,
we are,
we are
We are, we are, we are
Lovers lost in space
Searching for our saving grace
And I still remember how your lips taste on holidays
You leave in December,
what can I do to make you stay?
Cause we won't fade away,
we'll find peace while others change
And I know you're somewhere close behind me
And it's true,
oh the sweet sound in the background, it's you
All I know is, all we have is what's left today
I'd sell pure in this broken place
Cause we are,
we are,
we are We are,
we are,
we are
Lovers lost in space
We're searching for our saving grace
We're searching for our saving grace
I
walk the tightrope,
you're my way home,
you're my backbone You'll always be here right beside me
All we have is what's left today I'd sell pure in this broken place
Cause we are,
we are,
we are We are,
we are,
we are
Lovers lost in space
We're searching for our saving grace