There's a car sitting running underneath a bridge
A tense conversation's being had
The two hearts belonging to two different people
Beating hard in the chest
There's a line that she always nearly says to him
The few little words are in her head
But she never seems to find them
So she hangs on the words that he says instead
Where would we run?
Where would you touch me?
How far will you go?
What would you do to me?
Talking, talking never touching
Building up to almost nothing
It's not wrong if they're just words
We're sitting up above the city center lights
Imagine things I know to be untrue
The center of the world is spinning heartless still
In the heat of the August summer night
There's a line that she always needs to say to me
Like we're two lover never having fought
She says that she won't leave me like she did for him
In the heat of the August summer night
In time they float by ahhh
Tell stories tell lies
Magnetic same side ahhh
Can't touch if they tried
There's a line that I always nearly say to her
The few little words are in my head
But take away the rhythm of the beating hearts
And you will hear this instead
Where would we run?
Where would you touch me?
How far will you go?
What would you do to me?
Talking talking never touching
Building up to almost nothing
Talking talking never touching
Building up to almost nothing
Talking talking never touching
Building up to almost nothing
Talking talking never touching
Building up to almost nothing
Is it wrong if they're words