Holes

You turned on me though

I didn't know, oh...

And you seen through my holes

Stuck on my own, oh...

All that I need, founded and she

Calling me in

Seems like the way, still I'm afraid

Should I let it begin? Oh...

We fall from a high,

said the goodbye

believed it was the time,

Away I go, no...

Long for the day that I can say,

"Come home to me."

Seems like the way,

Patch of decay,

In the alien breeze.