In your heart of chambers
Where you sit
With your picture books
And your ancient wit
In that nook I found you
Sold and tired
Would you be the one to carry me?

I'd like to be someone
You could finally learn to love again

Made our iron bedside
Cold as graves
So we stoke the organs
That make our blood race
And they've conjured spirits
To make you smile
Would you be my long time baby?

I'd like to be someone
You could finally learn to

We've put our woes
Down by our sides
Let's take the time
To mend these smiles
Together we could make it home
Lovely surprise
Live our own lives

In our beds, we're the lucky ones
Fill us with the sun
In our beds, we're the lucky ones
Fill us with the sun
In our beds, we're the lucky ones
Fill us with the sun