Look at the wind
It blows just for us...

I want to touch that part of you
Where the passion runs free...

Empty, summer, ocean waves,
Turn the sky...

I might've wished for this
Maybe in a dream...

Faded memories
Reminds me of your tattoo...

Cut, cut, cut away the imperfections
Cut away what makes you feel...

It will come as a surprise
That day you will realize...

Dig through time,
Now watch her wilt...