歌词
Start with your fingers they finger the change that carries you home in our evening you're bee stung there.
Press your palm to your snow-coated thought cage carries me over your thinking you're bee stung there.
Between the tall buildings are snow-coated alleys between us is nothing but grace snow rides the wind down and drives past the window falling over your face
I fly out the window and then ride the wind down you fit me into my place you're bee stung here.
Start with your eyes when they eye me in twilight picking up pieces of mine
Tie me up with twine in your eyelight string me from heaven to time you bee stung.
Between the tall buildings are snow-coated alleys between us is nothing but grace help me up when you hear me behind you falling all over the place it's not too late.