"Smile Sugar, a soul as pretty as yours is too precious to be low"
"Vampires don't have souls." Said he.
"Didn't you know?" She replied, "some ghosts don't have faces either."

I am the ground and you're in a hurricane,
Twisting and turning,
Lost, no control.
Dreaming of you, trying to make a connection
Between the thoughts in my head
And the perception of truths.
Oh you're so far away
Oh what can I say
to anchor you

I am like gravity and you're in the atmosphere
Out of my reach but still I can see
Dizzying free fall
Set on collision course
Flames burning bright
Alone in the night
Oh what can I do
To get close to you