Never Tell Me the Odds The Home Team

Come on. Take me far away
A place no one can reach
Nobody but you and me
We could just fly away
Get lost in outer space
With you I’m okay. I’m okay

I hear you singing me to sleep:
The purest, lucid symphony
I see you every night in dreams
You watch me, you haunt me

Here I am again
My lower lip is trembling
I’m on my knees, I’m begging you
I’ve fallen, make me whole

Let’s just go away
A place no one can reach
Nobody but you and me
We could just fly away
Get lost in outer space
With you I’m okay. I’m okay

I know you’re holding me tonight
A moment suspended in time
I feel you. (You’re) part of everything
And nothing, and something else