This isn't working, for all i know, it's stifling in here. I'm holding back tears. I think it's better if we get lost together And if all goes well, we'd be out of here And i can't tell when we'd be back until All the lust running through our veins Is satisfied and what remains Is the weight of your hand in mine. "Home's where the heart is" i hear. it's one lost promise, we fear. We don't belong here. We'll find our way fast, and we won't trace the steps back And if all goes well, we'd be out of here And i can't tell when we'd be back until All the lust running through our veins Is satisfied and what remains Is the weight of your hand in mine.