Snow Patrol Follow

I will hang on the hook of your splender
As the night roles us up in its arms
And the square of your thumbs and your fingers
Is the blanket of sky thats so warm
I know it's late but i can't help but think it
That the day hasn't shown all its cards
Now it's up to the stars or the ocean
Lets no retrace our steps to the car
Picking out all the stars that we like between
Finger and thumb
You laugh as you pass me the night as if it's
Too fragile to hold
And I hold so close to my chest with your
Hands in my hands
You say this is just how we rest until
Light turns to sound
Now your eyelids the faint and they shiver
Like the wings of the last bird to leave
For the south, for the he, for no reason
It all just to fly for sheer joy
The wind shakes the brances above us
And the car shaved the ground at our backs
But the dark roman wine in our blood streams
Makes the cold just a word, just a sound
Picking out all the stars that we like between
Finger and thumb
You laugh as you pass me the night as if it's
Too fragile to hold
And I hold so close to my chest with your
Hands in my hands
You say this is just how we rest until the
Light turns to sound