Looking out canʼt you see
Itʼs only us
We donʼt need the things that others said were true
Take your time
Donʼt need to rush
Love of mine put your trust in me weʼll fade out to the blue



Follow me in to all
We could be
Letʼs just fall in to a place where we donʼt know
It could be everything
Weʼd ever need
Sink or swim weʼll never have to love alone


Looking out canʼt you see
Itʼs enough
We didnʼt need the things that others said were true

I'll be waiting here when you get home
Days turn in to years when I'm on my own
Not much happens here when you're gone
I thought I'd be fine but I was wrong


Will you stay
Will you stay
Will you stay with me now


What's the weather like where you are now?
How do people talk in your town?
You can call me up if you want to
The sound of your voice breaks the blues


Will you stay
Will you stay
Will you stay with me now

I don't know why
We're wasting time
You're all I need
Come away with me

When your eyes
Mirror mine
Make me believe
(You'll) Run away with me

It's not too late
(For a) simple escape
How it could be
Come away with me

Mesiku na nebi hlubokemSvetlo tve daleko vidi,Po svete bloudis sirokem,Divas se v pribytky lidi.Mesicku, postuj chvilireckni mi, kde je muj milyRekni mu, stribmy mesicku,me ze jej objima rame,
aby si alespon chvilicku
vzpomenul ve sneni na mne.
Zasvet mu do daleka,
rekni mu, rekni m kdo tu nan ceka!
O mneli duse lidska sni,
at'se tou vzpominkou vzbudi!
Mesicku, nezhasni, nezhasni!

Hold on hope

When you don’t call
Wake up, and wait for vision
Search for light, in darkened rooms

Let me see, all the figures behind me
Courage low, and faint of heart

I can feel it, I can feel it
And now i see it, and now i see it’s right
You gotta go away to come back home
To stop holding on, to stop holding on,

To stop holding on, and admit it’s wrong

I’m not giving up, I’m not old enough
To be certain of alone, feel so alone

I’m not giving up, I’m not old enough
I’m not giving up, what it feels to be alone

Choosing rope, So I don’t call,

Wake up To make The decision

Looking up, this darkened room, an older blue
And the phone starts to call, leaves me reeling
And I can feel it’s right, and I feel it’s right
To come back home,

To be holding on, to be holding on,

to be holding on, to be holding on
And I’m not giving up I’m not old enough I’m not giving up
What it feels to be alone