And I'm looking at the skyline
and I'm waiting for the dark
And I'm sitting here and wondering if
this has got to be so hard.
Because this just wasn't something I had
wanted to just give away
to just any other boy on
just any other day.
This was something that my fingers had smeared
this was something that I had always feared.
This was ink on my fingers and
ink on my lips as I
sealed that envelope with
one fleeting kiss.

And I'm looking at the skyline
and I'm waiting for the day
when all these careless hands will
turn their palms away.
They think that I'll just hand it to them
like it's just something I can spend
like it's just nothing to me, to anyone,
like there's an infinite amount of them.
Well I'm not going to see you drop it
I'm not going to see it break
I'm not going to ride the ups and downs of this
February's earthquake.
And I know the world won't shatter
and I know the dark will come
because I know that someone is out there
who I can trust forever with this
one.