Every You, Every Me
Placebo
3:35Hang up the phone and catch my breath Man I'm alone, I swear I almost caught the sun Out of control, each thought incomplete Man I am old, I swear I almost came undone Oh you look so good to me, a fantasy So out of reach it almost kills ya You look so good to me a fantasy I hunger for a now forsaken love Oh to love, to live, to think of what might of been You were the one, I'm coming undone Oh to love, to live, I would have done anything There is no love at all Out of control, each thought incomplete Man I am old, I swear I almost caught the sun Oh You look so good to me, a fantasy So out of reach it almost kills ya You look so good to me a fantasy I hunger for a now forsaken love Oh to love, to live, to think of what might of been You were the one, I'm coming undone Oh to love, to live, I would have done anything There is no love at all I need your love, I need your love, I need your love I need your love, I need your love, I need your love I need your love, I need your love, I need your love I need your love, I need your love, I need your love