Aoife Nessa Frances Here In The Dark
You can't predict yourself
Eyes closed it's something else
You won't be thinking of the things you've left
My heart is so alive
I've been dreaming of better times
The skies won't fall
Over things we've said
In the hours after light
It's my very last thought
I'm here in the dark to meet you again
Though my heart is on display
I'm standing this time
From the lines on the floor
To the keys in the door
In the hours after light
It's my very last thought
I can't predict myself
Holding hands with death's own shake
It's the hours afterwards that you question yourself
All around birds fly
I've been thinking of paradise
The skies won't fall
Over things we've said
In the hours after light
It's my very last thought
I'm here in the dark to meet you again
Though my heart is on display
I'm standing this time
From the lines on the floor
To the keys in the door
In the hours after light
It's my very last thought
I'm here in the dark to meet you again
Though my heart is on display
I'm standing this time
From the lines on the floor
To the keys in the door
In the hours after light
It's my very last thought