Lakes:

Sun down, up on the hills in your car
Smiling as you're singing along to 'Nightcall'

I was lost, now I'm finding my way,
Back to your lips, sweetly

Chemicals and lakes, is this what you call home
Tired of sane and waking up alone, goodbye hello

Reflected lights on the lake look frozen
There's too much not to say, you've opened my eyes

I was lost, now I'm finding my way,
Back to your lips, sweetly

Chemicals and lakes, is this what you call home
Tired of sane and waking up alone, goodbye hello