I can hear the rain butcher up the streets again
(I belong to you)
I can barely feel you breathing

Gone are the lives that we used to know
Time is a bastard like that

Lately I can tell shadows of our former selves
(Are we almost there?)
Waiting is the hardest on hearts

Somewhere the lights seem to flicker out
Somehow the darkness shone through
These just a few things I storm about
But, I'd catch a moonbeam for you
I'd catch a moonbeam for you
I catch a moonbeam for you

I can hear the rain choking at what still remains
(Steady as she goes)
I can almost feel you somewhere