Hollow
Tea F. Thimé, Anders Hagström
Eyes on me and eyes on you
Looks that make our dreams untrue
You and I are full of holes
All alone in a pack of wolves
You're being quiet with an open mouth
I'm being loud without a sound
When every last unspoken word
Suddenly gets overheard
It used to be hollow
I knew it was hollow
But I just couldn't resist
I knew it was hollow
I never wanted to follow
My heart into this
In the bottom of the glass
I can see a future past
Came together less disturbed
Personifying the absurd
Now our words all ring bizarre
Like we don't know who we are
Oceans deep, horizons wide
Couldn't mask what we had to hide
