We won't get far
Flying circles inside a jar
'Cause the air we breathe
Is thinning with the words that we speak

That we speak
You and me
That we speak
You and me

You're on the floor
Fearful of what's outside your door
But the codes and keys
They can't protect you from the pangs of jealousy

And when you scream, love, you seem
Like a child throwing stones at the sky
And when they fall back to earth
As minor chords of major works
In separate rooms, a single life
We are one, we are alive

We are alive
We are alive
We are alive
We are alive