Slow Dance

So, stay
Stay, out of sight
I want to watch the stars, tonight
When we die
I like to think we die, in peace
So when I go, hold my hand, I’ll know
And tell me: please, please
I want your smell and heart
And all of you
I want your pain
And all your stories too
I want your smell and heart
And all of you
I want your pain
And all your stories too
Cold war
Silent cries
Late at night
Cold war
Silent cries
Late at night
At night
At night
So, stay
Stay, out of sight
I want to watch the stars, tonight
I want to watch the stars, tonight