I just saw you by the coast on my way to River Aire
Born in rolling red hills, though you found me in the sea
The kind of feeling you get being out for too long
The kind of feeling you get when you're walking back home
All that you are now, your secrets out in the rough
All that you are now, an island I forgot
I couldn't see you, you're a mirage to me now
I couldn't heal you, you come from places I've lost
I saw a sun dial this morning
Fow many years has it been?
Voice of my friends on the ceiling
I wanna tell them I need them
The kind of feeling you get standing still for too long
The kind of loving you get when you don't wanna drown
It's too late
It's gone, you're gone
