You got wires, going in
You got wires, coming out of your skin
You got tears, making tracks
I got tears, that are scared of the facts 

Running down corridors
Through automatic doors
Got to get to you, got to see this through
I see hope is here, in a plastic box
I've seen christmas lights, reflect in your eyes 

You got wires, going in
You got wires, coming out of your skin
There's dry blood, on your wrist
Your dry blood, on my fingertip 

Running down corridors
Through automatic doors
Got to get to you, got to see this through
First night of your life, curled up on your own
Looking at you now, you would never know 

I see it in your eyes
I see it in your eyes
You'll be alright 

I see it in your eyes
I see it in your eyes
You'll be alright
Alright 

Running ... down corridors, through, automatic doors
Got to get to you, got to see this through
I see hope is here, in a plastic box
I've seen christmas lights, reflect in your eyes 

Down corridors, through automatic doors
Got to get to you, got to see this through
First night of your life, curled up on your own
Looking at you now, you would never know