My head like velvet and my feet are lead
Floating above the ground, don't know who's in charge
Windows down although the air is cold as ice
Seats are down in the dark in my car
I see you sometimes, can't walk over to you
and hold your hand
It'll be fine, I'll get used to it soon
One hundred kilometres home
The city owns us tonight
I see you smile, quiet and cold
Hand in hand although we can't have each other
We'll meet at your parking lot if nothing goes wrong
If you don't show then we'll never meet again
Hurried footsteps on the street at your house
You lock the door and breath for a minute
Sometimes I dream, that I run in sand
It's dust everywhere
Nobody knows, nobody sees
One hundred kilometres home
The city owns us tonight
I see you smile, quiet and cold
Hand in hand although we can't have each other