Hermila

So I calculate every move, every step

On the ice, beyond shades, on the sharpest of blades

So I calculate every move, every step

On the shadow in the light, on the last breath at night

But when my heart stops

I'm letting you go

There'll be another one,

To follow you home

When my heart stops

I'm making the call

To send another one,

I'll send another one

I follow you down to the edge of town

In the car behind, with a face in my hand

I see the man, hiding from the bridge at night

I see him crying in my sleep

But when my heart stops

I'm letting you go

There'll be another one,

To follow you home

When my heart stops

I'm making the call

To send another one,