Compositor: Gemma Hayes
I must be in the wrong place
Their lips are moving
But the words bent out of shape
Try to speak
But all I do is call your name
I fear I'm getting stranger
Falling out into the street while people stare
Am I really here
Or am I floating in mid air?
High and low
High and Low
I'm always looking for you
High and low
High and low
You took something of mine with you
We lived in between the days
In the kitchen writing songs to ease the pain
How were we to know
It would set our walls on fire
As the people became your choir?
Calling out your name
And now you're gone
How can I go home
How can I go home
When you're not waiting for me?
How can I go home
How can I go home
When you took it from me?
Turn up the noise to drown you out
Since you've been gone the silence seems so loud
Wanna reach inside and rip you out
Girl, hold steady
But if I dare to speak your name
Thoughts come crashing just like waves
High and low
High and low
'Cause they took you from me
High and low
High and low
Will I always be looking for you?