Come late, always late
I'm finding the feeling of sun on my face
Cold feet, heart quakes
So clean, squeaky clean
Is this the part where I say all that I mean
Too deep, heart shaped
I'm tired and you disgrace
The light we made
So high and in the way
Of light we saved
Collect, my sweat
Running down and making waves at my neck
Cold feet, deceased
Oh man, you're the man
Who gives me almost everything that you can
Go deep, I scream
I'm tired and you disgrace
The light we made
So high and in the way
Of light we saved
You're late, always late
I'm craving the feeling of sun my face
Don't speak, I'll break
Oh man, you're the man
You give me almost everything that you can
So speak, I'll wait
I'm tired and you disgrace
The light we made
So high and in the way
Of light we saved
Your beauty
Is your silence
What you do to me
Your confidence
Your beauty
Is your silence
Nothing in between
And no consequence