You could be across the room In case of an emergency That we would fall back into old habits For reasons we flee Tonight I won't catch sleep I'm afraid of walking home Afraid of sleepwalking Of falling into that hole I dug while you were gone Still alive by your grace Without words to say You are still across the room But this is growing more and more Into a hopeless case You seem to make a murder Out of us I'm not afraid of dying at all You seem to make a murder Out of us I'm not afraid of dying at all It's living that scares the shit out of me!