Cut in two
The moon call the night by name
You are still, but for the wind
You are warm, but for the chill
You are mine, but for the arms
Unable to hold me
Cut in half
You are
We are folded quietly
Into one
Into one
Into one
Cut in two
The moon calls the night by name
You are still, but for the wind
You are warm, but for the chill
You are mine, but for the arms
Unable to hold me
Cut in half
We are folded
Quietly
Into one
Into one
Into one