The air I owe
All of its salt in me
My mean too low
And too low to offer you

Honey, I do lay again
All the hair I lost in bed
In the end, it cuts the same
So call the blows

The air for all
All of its salt in me
My name in rows
It still owes an offering

Oh, to bare myself again
It's only ours if nothing's said
In the end, I love the rain
Heart and all

And the air I owe
The air I want to be

Running over me in my head
All the ashes rise again
All the crawling that I did
To come running home
The air I owe
The air I owe
Thе air, I owe it all to you