Testo Losing, Touching, Searching

there no sign
theres no chance
we'll get there in time
we couldnt find a place that night.
we were lost, and stuck together
we were lost with ourselves
and we were lost with each other
where's this place we need to be?
where's this place we need to see?

theres no sign
theres no chance
we'll get there in time.
if we could've found another place
to see ourselves and crack the code
we could've made them know
there's no signs on that road

count the space below
there's no signs of where to go
your heart is just another road
another place that i cant go
so were changing constantly
the world's become a big mistake
but here we are in the middle
trying to work out this brittle