we've got forever slippin through our hands we've got more time to never understand

 

falling footsteps weighing heavy on me

 

behind darkness beneath candles whispers waltz around our dreams

 

the shortest distance between two points is the line from me to you

 

feet turning black is this the path we must walk no turning back wish i could just hear you talk

 

can something like this be pulled from under our feet leaving our skin and burning coals to meet

 

tell me now

 

the shortest distance between two points is the line from me to you