Walking home, there ain't a trace of moonlight.
You hold out your hand and everything is so easy.
And I think that's the part that scares me.
Do you feel the same?
Looking for the point where you end and the place where I begin
It's taking so long now, babe.
Well, we bathe in the living room lamplight.
Casting shadows on the walls that have heard these sighs before.
I don't know if it's over.
I guess the years just made us older.
And I can't imagine life without you.
How, I built my world around you! ...