The Other

Have you ever gone about a wander and forgot about the other

She could be so far from here

Have you ever wondered if the world and what's above it was a cover

You could see those stars so clear

Have you ever noticed that the ghost of every poet has a lover

Who can feel their ice cold stare

Found a home and then you lost it now you'll go and dwell inside another

Ici o ciel en terre

You know I get a little lonely

Without my hands around the phone