Lyrics
In your heart of chambers where you sit
With your picture books and your ancient wit
In that nook I found you, sold and tired
Would you be the one to carry me?
I'd like to be someone
You could finally learn to love again
Made our iron bedside, cold as grace
So we stoke the organs that make our blood race
And they've conjured spirits to make you smile
Would you be my long-time baby?
I'd like to be someone
You could finally learn to...
We've put our woes down by our side
Let's take the time to mend these smiles
Together we could make it home
Lovely surprise
Live our own lives
In our beds, we're the lucky ones
Fill us with the sun
In our beds, we're the lucky ones
Fill us with the sun
In our beds, we're the lucky ones
Fill us with the sun
