Lyrics: Asaf Avidan
Music: Asaf Avidan
My life is like a wound
I scratch so I can bleed
Regurgitate my words
I write so I can feed
And Death grows like a tree
that's planted in my chest
Its roots are at my feet
I walk so it won't rest
Oh, baby I am lost
Oh, baby I am lost...
I try to push the colors
through a prism back to white
To sync our different pulses
into a blinding light
And if love is not the key
If love is not a key
I hope that I can find a place where it could be
I know that in your heart there is an answer to a question
Which I'm not as yet aware that I have asked
And if that tree had not drunk my tears
I would have bled and cried for all the years
That I alone have let them pass
Oh, baby I am yours
Oh, baby I am yours
Oh, baby I am yours
Oh, baby I am yours...