Toulouse

Holding onto you
Is proving hard to do
With nothing to lose
Only knees to bruise

I'll be yours tonight
If you lose the way
I'll be yours tonight
If you lose the way

Tracing through your thoughts
Is tying me in knots
After all the pause
It's patience that withdraws

You're a writer's note
A sculptor's arm
A fading light
A fallen star

Passing in and out
Of frames we've filled with doubt
The piece of home we found
Is the one we've left without

I'll be yours tonight
If you lose your way
I'll be yours tonight
If you lose the way

You're a writer's note
A sculptor's arm
A fading light
A forgotten scar