How can we see things?
It's almost pitch dark
The wind is telling us we're lonesome
The dark sticks close to us
And it's feel all right
The lights of ripples get us somewhere
Her eyes are shimmering
I just see what we are
I can't say that lingers long
I just see what we are
How can we remember things?
It's faded away
A mirror is telling you, you're lonesome
A riverside path has a hint of adolescence
The lights of ripples get us somewhere
Her eyes are shimmering
I just see what we are
I can't say that lingers long
I just see what we are