Your sun went down
When it was not yet your day
Nineteen years young
Now so many stars away
If I met your shadow
If I saw you in the shade
If you made an appearance would you look the same

A bullet to a blackbird
Blood to a watercolour sky
Did I spot you in the mirror
Was it a trick of the light
The lives we've lived longing
The times we've tried to try
I'll always leave a spare seat for you by my side

Do the lines on our palms
Or the red skies at night
Sound false alarms
Or give an insight
Because if I met your shadow
If I saw you in thе shade
If you made an appearancе would you look the same
Would you look the same
Would you look the same