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Sangtekst: Linda McLean. No Language. Only One.


I'm going back in there, into the dark, going to wind my way through this broken oddysey
Where you've been hiding for so long, acting like you're real, got me so worn down I've forgotten how to feel.
Take my hands I'll melt you, turn you to the sun, turn us both until there's only one.
I know this place, I shared with you, where we traced our past and wore the patterns through
But now I'm naming all your names, seeing all your faces, that's guilt that's shame, that's made out of hate
Take my hands I'll melt you, turn you to the sun, turn us both until there's only one, only one
Now I'm seeing there's only one, now I' seeing there's only sun, now I'm seeing there's only one take my hands, there's only sun.
I'm taking you out here, staring you down, the more I look the less of you I see.
But now I'm laughing out loud, look how afraid you are, so full of sound and fury signifying nothing
Take my hands I'll melt you, turn you to the sun, turn us both until there's only one,
Take my hands I'll melt you turn you to the sun, turn us all until there's only one
I am only one, I am only sun....
Linda McLean