The Science of the Sky

Could you draw a line
Could you spread it across the sky
Could you separate the day from night
Could you draw a line
I am weak
Speak to me Speak to me Speak to me And you’ll know that I’ll be listening
If there secrets you can tell me, tell me And you’ll know that I’ll be listening, for a while
Would you give a sign
Would you make my thoughts be benign
Now I’m begging for some peace of mind
But the choice is mine
I am weak
Speak to me Speak to me Speak to me And you’ll know that I’ll be listening
If there secrets that you can tell me, tell me And you’ll know that I’ll be listening, for a while
Speak to me Speak to me And you’ll know that I’ll be listening, listening
Speak to me Speak to me And you’ll know that I’ll be listening
If there secrets that you can tell me, tell me And you’ll know that I’ll be listening, for a while