In pitch dark. I go walking in. Your landscape. Broken branches. Trip me as I speak. Just 'cos you feel it. Doesn't mean it's there. Just 'cos you feel it. Doesn't mean it´s there. There's always a siren. Singing you to shipwreck. (Don't reach out don't reach out. Don't reach out don't reach out). Steer away from these rocks. We'd be a walking disaster. (Don't reach out don't reach out. Don't reach out don't reach out). Just 'cos you feel it. Doesn't mean it's there. (theres someone on your shoulder). (theres someone on your shoulder). Just 'cos you feel it. Doesn't mean it's there. (theres someone on your shoulder). (theres someone on your shoulder). There There. Why so Green. And lonely?. Heaven sent you to me. We are accidents. Waiting. Waiting to happen. We are accidents. Waiting. Waiting to happen