We danced until the bullets flew
Rush through your door to me again
Slip right through the holes that will remain
Made to take your molecules

And when I can hear again, I'll know
To listen for your sound
And when I can hear again, I'll know
To listen for your sound (to listen for your song)
To listen for your sound (to listen for your song)
To listen for your sound
To listen for your sound (how many tomorrows gone?)