Your voice is adrift, I can't expect it
to sing to me
as if I was the only one.
I'll follow you,
the leaf that's following the sun.
When will my weight be too much for you?
When will these ideas really be my own?
'Cause this moment keeps on movin',
we were never meant to hold on.
This was a scene worth waking up for
when I woke up.
You planted me in my own body.
Don't know why,
but somehow it just feels so wrong
when you said I will be lonely.
But when you rise again, I'll have become the sun
and I will shine down upon you
as if you were the only one.
Your voice is your own, I can't protect it.
You'll have to sing
a verse no one has ever known.
Don't be afraid,
'cause no one ever sings alone.
Your weight will never be too much for me.
Your ideas have always been your own.
This moment keeps on moving,
we were never meant to hold on.