Absence makes the heart go mad
  All the solid things become mirages
  The certain things
  Sand running in the hour glass
  Running away
  I scream along the ledge
  As the windows back and close
  I run around try to prove the sunrise
  I believe in belief
  But it's proof I need
  Can you show me it's me
  Can you show me it's me
  Travelling makes the mind go vague
  All the special faces fade away
  Spinning like a heat haze
  Shimmering
  Please send Polaroids
  Or an ear in the post
  A map to the treasure
  A key to the closed
  I need you like hell
  Can you help me again
  Can you show me it's me
  Can you show me it's me
  I run dry
  I run out
  I run cold
  I need help
  Trying to prove the sunrise
  Trying to prove the tides
  Trying to prove the blue moon sky
  And is it you?
  Is it you?