so when it comes down you'll know
i'm with you
how could i show you
it feels good to know you

we once had oceans left to find
now the trees and the rivers have parted ways
when it seems like the phone has died
well then so have i
so when it comes down you'll know
i'm with you


how could i show you
it feels good to know you
how will you know?

we storm from a small thin line
we're torn from the old frames
when there's no one here to pull you back again

when it comes down, you'll know
you'll know...