Bricks and roses, cold noses and arteries
The lips that I'm missing are kissing a part of me
How in my heart, there's a sound that is starting
To swell

Under our star, all we are is astronomy
Dawn's red fingers, please linger on top of me
Here on my head, and bring me to bed
Where it's warm

And at last, I feel at home
When your fingertips walk on my dome
They scratch at the skin
And dig themselves down to the bone

Bricks and roses are red when they want to be
Ooh ah, ooh ah, ooh ah, ooh ah
Ooh ah, ooh ah, ooh ah, ooh ah
Ooh ah, ooh

At last, I feel at home
When your fingertips walk on my dome
They scratch at the skin
And dig themselves down to the bone