Early daylight Grey and blue Pressing forward Thoughts of you Heavy smoke Idle smog Put a soft edge Put a soft edge On it all ♪ Mind that wanders When you're away When in motion How do you stay? I think it's snowing Or is it ash Is it too late Is it too late To draw you back? Do we have to talk? I'd rather be the moonlight on your cheek On a dark and empty street Or the breeze against your back When you're walking down a dusty sunlit path Water in your bath ♪ In search of something Bigger, bright In between us Other lights All unbalanced All askew Is there something Is there something we could do? Do we have to talk? I'd rather be the cotton hotel sheets On the bed in which you sleep Or the breeze against your back When you're walking down a dusty sunlit path Water in your bath