Semana Santa night
In the window sill
We sleep somehow
We sleep somehow
Cold sangria wine
Picture holding still
Of teak and tower
Of teak and tower
Lay awake at night
Tracing satellites
Your hand on my heart
Keeping time
Stone of my eye
Little lazulite
So I hand you this part
Half of mine
You had your fingers round my heart
Mine around your waist
I sleep somehow
I sleep somehow
You linger in my car
Murmuring our sayin
No deep down
No deep down
Lay awake at night
Tracing satellites
Your hand on my heart
Keeping time
Stone of my eye
Little lazulite
So I hand you this part
Half a mind