She holds my hand and leads up the cold stone floors
To empty rooms that taunt me with their locked cold doors
Up and up, the fifth floor
Where it's just us

I take her there and lead her off to distant shores
Where silently we trembled and we gave in more
Up and up, the fifth floor
Where it's just us

But what's to give if you don't own?
And who's to care if you can't show?
And how could you possibly want what you think you do?

Stars in the sky,
I'm hoping clocks on your mind,
I'm hoping the future's not something we can see
But will you take a chance with me?
Will you take a chance with me?