Don't turn back home now, it's midnight And I'm not all too used to goodbyes Tracing my fingers down your spine, spelling out the words I can't bite Perhaps I wasn't cautious, but I can't help feeling like I'm haunted yet drawn to, enraptured, captured by the essence of your art One by one, you'll become. We'll belong, holding on One by one Holding on Holding on Holding on Waking each morning beside you, tangled in the heap of the sheets. Too warm for comfort, but can't bare to ever part from your sweet, soft skin. Praying you see the same future, shacked up in a flat somewhere that's distant from home but will feel right. New York's only ten thousand miles. One by one, you'll become. We'll belong, holding on One by one Holding on Holding on Holding on If you dare to dive in the depths of my soul Hope you realise you'll be risking it all A minute on your lips would rival eternal bliss Never could I resist burned onto my memory disc If you dare to dive in the depths of my soul Hope you realise you'll be risking it all One by one Holding on Holding on Holding on