I had a hole in my bed. It felt cold, black and dead.
A perfect case of missing pieces in the puzzle of your life.
I left 'cause it felt bad, went outside,
the sun still red
and suddenly I felt that sunset is so much more than just a sight.
Sang it before but I never meant it.
Knew there was more but I never felt it.
But who can blame you
When a ride through love street
is just a race with you on the backseat?
There was no reason to stand back.
I made my move and took the step on a road into the mountains,
a cycling path with ups and downs.
Now there is a glow underneath these white sheets.
There was a gap and we fixed it.
You'll wake me when the sun shines through in a room that we both knew.
The sails are set to miss the iceberg when we pass,
floating into silhouettes of epic quests.