Black Hole

Speak slowly, I can't hear you,
my mind keeps spinning closer and closer to the rain on the roof,
and the rain in my head, and the things that you said
people take it further ahead.

And it just gets so foggy,
it's nowhere in here, and it's anywhere else that's I don't wanna be.
But I'm stuck here, getting misty over you...

I'm alone.


She & Him - Black Hole