Holds my love in his hands.

Car is parked, bags are packed, 

but what kind of heart doesn't look back?

All I have, all I need. He's the air .I would kill to breathe.

Holds my love in his hands, still I'm searching for something.

Out of breath. I am left hoping someday .I'll breathe again.

Open up next to you and my secrets become your truth.

And the distance between that was sheltering me comes in full view.

Hang my head, break my heart built from all I have torn apart.

And my burden to bear is a love .

I can't carry anymore.