In pitch dark i go walking in your landscape.
broken branches trip me as i speak.
just coz you feel it doesnt mean its there.
just coz you feel it doesnt mean its there.
there's always a siren singing you to shipwreck.
(dont reach out, dont reach out)
steer away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster.
(dont reach out, dont reach out)
just coz you feel it doesn't mean its there.
(theres someone on your shoulder)
just coz you feel it doesn't mean its there.
(theres someone on your shoulder)
why so green and lonely?
heaven sent you to me.
we are accidents
waiting waiting to happen.
we are accidents
waiting waiting to happen.
