When your heart aches
Like it was left out in the rain
And your fingers feel frozen and fake
From touching cold dishonest things
You musn't worry about the time
It floats in air and brine
And I just drink it like it's wine anyway
If you're lost you can call me
I will find you
When your day ends
And the morning seems so far away
And all your close closet friends vanish
Leaving only perfume or smoke in their place
You musn't worry about the time
It floats in air and brine
And I just drink it like it's wine anyway
If you're lost you can call me
I will find you
The spider writes a letter
To the fly caught in his web
The fly feels a whole lot better
And goes back to bed
Never to wake
So you musn't worry about the time
It floats in air and brine
And I just drink it like it's wine anyway
If you're lost you can call me
I will find you today