Destine

Slowly, I take the phone
The city lights don't comfort me at all
Show me, can you recall
What got me climbing up the walls
I'm out of patience
I'm still waiting on
A brand new break of dawn
Whoa, now we're going underground,
and my hands are shaking
Whoa, I can't believe we're going down
I can hear the sirens sound, from way too far
And I'm dying in your arms
In your arms
If only my thoughts were real
I could go back, but time is standing still
In this scene the frames show
I'm losing track and wait,
'Till there's no heartbeat left,
To take me back to
To take me back to you
Whoa, now we're going underground,
and my hands are shaking
Whoa, I can't believe we're going down