I'll try again but lose in the end. I just can't seem to connect. 
'Cause alienation clouds my perception and ruins every new attempt. 
It's hard to see clearly when you're crippled with regret 
Or staring blankly through a lens of bitter self-contempt. 

I just want to be kept safe from the elements outside 
Or to be part of a someone else's life, further away from mine. 
And when December comes I'll need the warmth of ultraviolet light. 
And though I know the clouds don't listen well, I hope they can hear me now. 

I'll keep sending messages into the abyss, 
Hoping for some kind of response but nothing will come of it. 
How does one feel a sense of hope when the storm is yet to come, 
Or believe the earth will bring them life when they're always losing someone?

I just want to be kept safe from the elements outside 
Or to be part of a someone else's life, further away from mine. 
And when December comes I'll need the warmth of ultraviolet light. 
And though I know the clouds don't listen well, I hope they can hear me now. 

These nights are getting longer as my body grows colder, 
And I want shelter from the world 
Despite failure to get closer to the comfort of another. 
I need it now more than ever, more than ever

Bring me home to a world of your own.
Bring me home.