Wake me up, it's not too late Holding onto memories But your scent escapes me Time slipping
Hair through hands Shards of younger me fleeing Wake me up, it's not too late Fleeing
Slowly we collide Heavy skies tonight
Mumble into my ear Your words floating endlessly This weightless warmth, silhouettes evading Remembering Stills of younger you, fleeing Wake me up, it's not too late Fleeing